No Remarriage: You Don't Deserve Me (Lenora and Zachary)
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Not far away, Lenora was showing her camera to Ezekiel. A few of the shots had a good angle and color. Ezekiel affirmed Lenora's skill but also shared some feedback. Despite searching for multiple angles, Lenora still had captured the results she wanted.

Ezekiel positioned himself behind her, guiding her hands-on to replace the best angle.

From Zachary's perspective. Ezekiel seemed to be embracing Lenora, their posture suggesting intimacy.

Narrowing his eyes, he pressed his lips together, a vein on his forehead pulsating subtly. With Harrietta by his side, he strode determinedly towards the two people.

Just as he was nearing. Ezekiel stepped back, looking at the camera screen from the side. "How's this?"

Lenora scrutinized the photos on the camera, then glanced at Ezekiel with a smile. She praised, "It's true. The same scene from this angle

gives a completely different impression from the previous one. You truly live up to your reputation as a renowned international photographer!"

Standing close. Ezekiel could see her cool, pale skin, delicate and smooth like silk, her round, expressive eyes softly curved, and her dark, long lashes framing bright, lively pupils. Her smile was both radiant and genuine. Ezekiel's heart skipped a beat, After a brief moment of surprise, he let out a subtle smile.

This scene made Zachary's face darken even further. His eyes seemed to be shrouded in a storm cloud as if a tempest was about to break loose any moment

He approached and interrupted their conversation, "Lenora, want some meatballs?"

Hearing this, Lenora turned with a smile. "Sure."

She casually slung the camera around her neck and flexed her wrist. After picking up a skewer to nibble on a meatball, she complained, "Whew, it's so hot. Is this supposed to be a meatball? It tastes more like dough!" Zachary couldn't help but let his lips quirk up, but then catching sight of Ezekiel nearby, he quickly flattened his smile and asked coolly, "Mr. Hoffman, would you like to try some?"

Ezekiel politely declined, "You enjoy. I'll go take a look over there."

Zachary watched Ezekiel's retreating back, his expression darkening.

Ezekiel targeting Fuller Group was one thing, but him eyeing Lenora was absolutely unacceptable.

"I want more," Lenora said, her words contradicting her actions as she continued to spear and eat the meatballs.

Zachary snapped back to reality and immediately held out the bowl. Lenora speared one, then another, eating while walking forward.

Carrying a tuckered-out Harrietta, Zachary walked alongside Lenora and asked casually. "Do you enjoy photography a lot?"

The smile she'd just shown Ezekiel was so genuine, pure, and sincere.

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Since the beginning of their divorce talks, it was the first time he'd seen her with such a radiant sme

It not only captivated Ezekiel but also left Zachary with a mix of jealousy and sadness.

He loved seeing her smile, but he feared that the one leading her out of her gloom and bringing back that smile wouldn't be him.

"Yeah, I've liked it since I was a kid."

"Never saw you doing it before."

Lenora pulled out a piece of cookie from the bag dangling from his fingers, eating it while brushing of the crumbs from the corner of his mouth. Casually, she said, "Never had time." "How come? I remember that Juxshire University had a photography club. Why didn't you join?"

Lenora hesitated a moment, glancing at Zachary, "Do you want the truth or a sugar-coated version?"

The truth, of course."

"There were two reasons. The first is that my father's death hit me hard; from his passing until the divorce, I barely touched a camera."

"And the second one?"

Lenora said softly, "The second, I had a crush on someone, a really big one, and he was outstanding. I felt like I had to work hard in my studies and career just to barely keep up with him."

Zachary's whole body went rigid. A painful bitterness welled in his throat, tangling around his heart. making it hard to breathe.

He'd always known she liked someone, but hearing her say it herself, he could finally understand just how deeply she'd liked him, enough to emphasize it twice.

Who is that guy? Lenora was among the top two in her university class, and after graduation, she joined the prestigious Fuller Group With such an impressive resume, coupled with the backing of the Fuller family, she is a match for anyone. How could anyone possibly not s Then again, maybe it was a blessing that this guy was blind because, otherwise, there wouldn't have been any room for Zachary.

Zachary's voice was as rough as if he had swallowed sand. "And then? Did you confess your feelings to him?"

No. Actually, when I met him, he already had a girlfriend. They were very close, so I never dared to express anything around him."

Zachary clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white. His heart felt like it was drowning, bitter and salty, the ache reaching even the root of his tongue.

Lenora must have felt gutted to watch that guy with his girlfriend. Her heart felt like it was being torn apart, but she was forced to put on a polite smile, retreat to the background, and lick her wounds alone. Maybe, late at night, she even cried in secret. The thought of that scene made Zachary's heart ache.

He was consumed by a wild jealousy,

If Lenora had loved him, he would never have let her go through such paint.

Zachary took a deep breath and asked, "So, do you still like him now? Have you thought about being with him? If he pursued you now, would you say yes?"

"Definitely not. Lenora replied firmly. "It's different when you're in love and can't see clearly. You ignore someone's flaws and exaggerate their strengths. But once you step back, he's not that special-

chauvinistic, stingy, selfish, morally ambiguous, authoritarian, and completely lacking respect for others.

Zachary relaxed imperceptibly and raised an eyebrow, So many flaws? I don't get what you saw in him back then! Good thing you've come to your senses, or you'd have wasted a lifetime!"

Lenora couldn't help laughing at Zachary's earnest expression.

Zachary paused, watching her smile. Unable to help himself, he found the joy contagious. He smiled and asked. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing, I just think you're right," Lenora said with a smile.

She could only imagine Zachary's reaction if he ever found out that the guy she'd liked was him all along. That would never happen. She'd never tell him. Otherwise, he'd puff himself up and become even more shameless in pestering her. Zachary chuckled along.

Suddenly, a shout came from nearby. "Stop, thief!"

The voice was unmistakably Sophia's. Lenora turned her head and saw Sophia furiously chasing a man in black not far ahead.

A few people stopped to watch. Two men ran after him, but the thief was quick, putting more distance between them.

Zachary set Harrietta down, ready to join the chase, but just then, someone dashed out ahead, knocking the thief over with one kick. In two swift strides, the person retrieved the phone from the thief's hands and handed it back to Sophia. Upon closer inspection, Lenora sighed and shook her head.

Zachary picked Harrietta up again, puzzled. "The thief's been caught. What's there to sigh about?"

"The guy who caught him is Sophia's ex, someone she's desperate to avoid. I'm guessing she'd rather lose the phone than get tangled up with him."

"Ah." Zachary nodded in understanding.

Lenora added, "Just like when you found my wallet back in Nardor."

Zachary fell silent.

He pressed his lips together. "You could have left out that last part."