No Remarriage: You Don't Deserve Me (Lenora and Zachary)
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The chill of Lenora's silence did nothing but fuel Zachary's ire. His eyes darkened as he demanded, "Is

that it?"

Lenora lowered her gaze, her mind racing for an explanation. Her voice, uncertain and a touch resigned, murmured, "It's... not exactly like that."

Zachary's guess had been right, except for the part about her liking him.

"What is it, Lenora?" he repeated, teeth gritted.

Fighting the frustration building within, Lenora met his glare, trying to hide her own unease. She took a defiant breath, "Look, you guessed it. I do like him, and when he confessed, I accepted. I don't owe anyone a reason. Do I really need my ex-husband's permission just to date?" Zachary's face twisted as his frustration peaked, eventually letting out a dark laugh. Without warning, he pulled back the covers, exposing her bare skin to the cool air. His gaze lingered, a sinister grin playing on his lips.

"So beautiful," he murmured. "Tell me, what do you think Connor would do if he saw you like this, right here under me? You think he'd be so eager to stick around?"

Blushing fiercely, Lenora clutched her arm across her chest, her other hand making a frantic grab for the quilt.

"Zachary, that's vile!" she spat, eyes blazing,

He smirked, unfazed. "Vile? Seems like it's only fair to live up to the label."

Before she could even respond, his face was suddenly inches from hers.

She could only stare in shock as his lips came down on hers, biting, consuming with an intensity she wasn't prepared for. His hand held her wrists effortlessly above her head as his other roamed, ignoring her struggles as if they weren't even there. "Mmm...

The air was slipping from her, his hold so tight she was struggling to breathe. She tried inhaling through her nose, but that only left her feeling faint. Her mind grew foggy, the urgency of air overwhelming everything else until her struggles ceased.

It was only then that Zachary pulled back, releasing her lips. As he moved, he noticed her pale face and wide, unseeing eyes. He quickly steadied her jaw and started to administer mouth-to-mouth.

Lenora finally felt her breath returning. She gasped, coughing and clutching her chest, her breaths coming in short, ragged bursts.

Without a word, Zachary propped a cushion behind her, his voice softer now. "Eat something. And remember to take the cold medicine."

Ignoring him, she shook her head, staring down at the untouched tray. "I won't. Either let me go, or I'll starve myself," she said, her voice flat and unwavering.

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Zachary studied her for a moment, a wry smile twisting his lips. "Well done, Lenora. You know I care about you too much to let you starve, don't you?"

Her gaze dropped. "I don't need you to care."

Despite saying that, Lenora was certain he would never actually let her starve to death.

The reason for Zachary's sudden irrational behavior was probably because he had come across Connor's latest post on social media,

But honestly, even if she didn't feel much for Connor, she wouldn't have gone out of her way to reassure Zachary. She was done trying to untangle things between them that only grew more complicated.

If dating Connor meant Zachary might finally come to terms with things and let her go, then that alone would be a relief, a kind of unexpected bonus,

The thought only fueled his rage. His anger rose to such a level that he could barely form wanted to say, almost paralyzed by his own fury.

words he

Here he was, nearly six weeks since their divorce, and she was already seeing someone else-someone she was calling her boyfriend. And yet, no matter how many times he told himself to move on, he still couldn't release her from his mind. He had managed to get her, unconscious, into his bed, even undressed her, but despite everything, he hadn't dared take things further. Some instinct held him back-something in him knew she'd only hate him more deeply if she woke to that. With a sigh, he said, "Fine, Lenora, you win. Eat up, and once you're feeling better. I'll let you go.

She looked at him, incredulous. "And why wait until then? Why not let me go now?"

"I'm worried about you," he replied, the stubborn set of his jaw softening slightly. "I'd rather have you here. with the housekeeper keeping an eye on you."

Lenora barely held back a groan.

"You promised," she said firmly. "Now go get my clothes."

To her surprise, Zachary returned with a set of pajamas. She lifted an eyebrow, noting how flimsy they were for anything other than sitting in a heated mansion. She could practically feel the chill waiting beyond the door. Her glare met his. "Out," she said curtly.

Zachary merely chuckled. "It's not like I haven't seen it all before, he quipped, giving her a lingering look before finally turning to leave.

Dressed in the thin pajamas, Lenora wolfed down breakfast in silence. She had to admit that the food was perfectly prepared and soothing after a night of fitful rest.

After finishing, she brought the tray downstairs to the kitchen, where Harrietta was seated at the dining table, eating breakfast. She turned, her face breaking into a smile. "Aunt Lenoral"

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"Hattie, eat your food properly now," she said, glancing down at the little girl who was eyeing her with a smile. "I've got a cold and can't play with you right now

As she set down the plate, she turned to Miranda with a quick question. "By the way, Miranda, has your grandson recovered from his illness?"

"Yes, he's doing much better now," Miranda replied with a nod. "He should be fully recovered in just a few more days."

That's good to hear," Lenora said. "Well, I'll let you get back to your work, so I'll take my leave."

"Wait-Mrs. Fuller!" Miranda called out, catching her by surprise.

"I'm not "Mrs. Fuller" anymore, Lenora corrected gently.

"To me, you're still the lady of the house," the older woman replied sincerely, eyes glistening. "I don't know if you know this, but last night, you had a very high fever-nearly 39 degree Celsius. Mr. Fuller stayed by your side all night, helping you take medicine, wiping your forehead, waiting for your fever to go down before he got any rest at all. And he's still not well himself." Miranda's gaze softened. "Sometimes it's the people around you who see things most clearly. Mr. Fuller still has strong feelings for you, Mrs. Fuller. I only hope you'll think about giving him another chance..."

Lenora took a deep breath. "Thank you, Miranda. I do appreciate all he's done, but it doesn't change anything. I already have a boyfriend now."

Miranda's face reflected both surprise and confusion. "Y-You have a boyfriend already?"

Isn't that too fast?

Only a little over a month ago, Lenora had been deeply grieving their lost child, and now, she was with someone else.

"Yes, that's right," Lenora confirmed, her voice softer as she walked out of the dining room.

Her thoughts were distant as she left, the events of the previous night a hazy blur. Little did she know Zachary had kept watch over her, staying up through the night without her ever noticing.

Memories of their marriage flickered in her mind, jumbled fragments that left her feeling unsettled. She could still recall how considerate he had been whenever she had fallen ill, whether it was a cold, fever, or anything else.

Back then, she had truly believed that they shared feelings for each other. Yet, as time went on, those hopes had crumbled under the weight of reality.

"Nora, Zachary called out to her.

Seeing that she didn't respond, he headed straight for the stairs, then called out again, "Nora? Come take your medicine."

She turned to see him leaning over the stairs, his eyes fixed on her with quiet intensity. "What did you just say?" she asked, half-distracted.

"Come and take your medicine. It's for your cold," Zachary replied, setting a cup of water and some medicine on the table in front of her.

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Lenora glanced down at the packets, noting with a touch of nostalgia that they weren't like the typical boxes of cold medicine sold at pharmacies.

Instead, these small paper packets reminded her of the kinds she had seen as a child, back when she stayed with her grandparents. If she caught a cold, her grandfather would take her to the village clinic, where the doctor would carefully mix out doses of medicine just like these. They had been incredibly effective back then, a comforting routine she hadn't thought about in years.

Nowadays, it was nearly impossible to replace pharmacies preparing medicine like this. She eyed the carefully arranged packets, realizing Zachary must have had them specially prepared for her.

As Lenora settled onto the couch and unwrapped the first packet, she reached for the cup of water, noticing how it had cooled to the perfect temperature, as if it had been poured some time ago just for her.

A faint stinging sensation rose in her nose, and she blinked rapidly, feeling a touch of emotion that took her by surprise.

"Are you heading to the hospital for your drip?" she asked him, trying to hide the catch in her voice.

"Yeah. I'm heading there now."

She paused, glancing around. "Good. Then give me my phone."

"Forget it. Just stay here and rest.

Lenora muttered a quiet "Bestard."

I shouldn't have felt moved by him.