"Are you afraid of betraying Heinz?" He pressed his face against hers with his breath brushing her face. Word by word, he said, "Are you afraid that I'll blame Heinz for being loquacious?" Yvonne didn't say anything, but it was considered a tacit approval.

"You stick to your principles for others, but you don't care about what kind of pain your daughter is suffering, right?"

Yvonne was stunned.

She pursed her lips and shook her head as she looked at Zachary.

Zachary looked down at her as well, with hostility in his eyes.

Yvonne still shook her head. However, she knew that if she did not say anything at this moment, she would truly anger Zachary.

"Zachary, please believe me. You and Maria are the most important people in my heart."

Her quavering voice drifted into his ears clearly.

Zachary's eyes were full of malice as he looked at her with a burning gaze.

The emotions in his eyes were frightening.

The faint pulsating light in his eyes carrying utmost momentum was appalling.

"Haha." Zachary laughed bitterly. There was no sarcasm but only sadness. As Yvonne heard his forceful laughter, her heart tightened again.

He didn't believe her.

Yvonne understood that he didn't trust her.

His attitude, tone, and laughter made her feel suffocated and overwhelmed.

"Zachary, I really have my predicaments," Yvonne whispered, her hand gently clutching the collar of his suit as she looked at him with a complicated expression, "It was all my fault before. I truly want to be with you now. Please don't ask me about the past, alright?"

"Shut up." Zachary rebuked in a low voice.

"No." Yvonne shook her head and looked at him, "You will only torment yourself if I shut up. Zachary, I don't want you to harm yourself because of me."

"Shut up." He refuted her, and his tone was sharp, "Who do you think you are? I'm tormenting myself because of you?"

"That's right. I'm certain that you'll torture yourself because of me." She stared at him, her gaze filled with persistence. She was using her own methods to prove that he was lying.

Zachary did not want to admit it.

However, Yvonne found his weak spot.

She looked him in the eyes and uttered word by word, "Zachary, this is evidence. Whether you admit it or not, every time you approach me, you act like this. I didn't expect you to still be so attracted to me." Zachary suddenly panicked.

He felt terror as if he had his worries exposed. His face flushed red, and he wanted to step back to distance himself from Yvonne, but she held onto his clothes tightly with one hand and forbade him from retreating.

"Zachary, you can't deny it." She fixed her gaze on Zachary's eyes and said bravely, "You still have feelings for me."

Zachary's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. He glared hatefully at Yvonne, and the emotions in his eyes made Yvonne feel a faint sense of fear.

"Yvonne." Zachary suddenly picked her up and pressed her against the door.

The door in Zachary's office was heavy, and Yvonne was trapped between the door and him, she could not escape.

"Yvonne Attwood, do you think it's impossible for me to handle you here?"

Yvonne's heart thumped wildly as she held her breath.

His words caused Yvonne to blush. She was slightly shy and didn't dare stare into his eyes.

Because the emotions in his eyes were in a state of chaos.

"You think you can provoke me so easily?" He opened his mouth again, and his breath was unstable, "Do you think that you can tease me and nothing will hold me back?" "No!" She immediately denied, "Zachary, we were classmates. I know you."

"Huh!" Zachary sneered, "You know me? Do you really know me?"

Yvonne hesitated for a bit, but she still nodded her head solemnly. She pursed her lips, and her expression was incomparably serious, "Yes, I do know you."

Zachary's eyes were full of rage, and the hostility of him wanting to tear Yvonne apart gathered at the bottom of his eyes. He was furious.

Then, he bit her.

Yvonne blushed, however, she did not evade.

She said softly, "No matter what you do to me, I won't leave again. Zachary, I miss you so much."

Zachary instantly tensed.

He loosened his bite.

He buried his face in Yvonne's neck and inhaled her body fragrance, not moving for a long time.

Yvonne hugged him, "Mr. Jones's words made me feel as if a knife had stabbed my heart. I know that I have let you and Maria down. Please believe that I really have my predicaments." Zachary did not speak, but he finally let go of her.

He turned his back to her.

Yvonne ran forward and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. She buried her face in his back and muttered. "I won't leave. This is my stance. I will make it up to you. Please trust me, alright?"

He didn't answer.

He didn't say a single word for a long time.

Zachary did not say a word.

Yvonne understood that he had heard it.

Zachary heard everything.

Zachary finally spoke after a long time.

He spoke coldly, "Get out."

His words were cold and hurtful.

Yvonne's hands froze in place. Only after a while did she release her grip.

Zachary lowered his eyes and a hint of disappointment seemed to have flashed across his eyes.

But at this moment, Yvonne said, "I'm going out now. Let's talk tonight. I won't give up. I won't give up just because you say a few unpleasant words. I wont.

After finishing her words, she tidied up her wrinkled clothes, opened the door, and exited the room.

Her lips were still tinged with faint red as if she had applied lipstick again.

Yvonne lowered her head, returned to her own seat, and sat down. She didn't pay attention to anyone's gaze and acted as if nothing had happened.

She wasn't sure if Zachary's office was soundproof, and she didn't know whether everyone had heard Zachary growling.

However, this was no longer important.

She was left with nothing in her heart but courage.

She told herself, "You have to be brave for love. Yvonne Attwood, you can do it."

In the president's office, Zachary stood with his back to the door. After a long time, the rage in his eyes finally subsided, and he slowly calmed down.

There seemed to be a smile at the corner of his lips.

His eyebrows, which used to be slightly lifted, relaxed.

As long as she wouldn't leave, as long as she would stay, everything would be fine.

After that, Zachary returned to normal, calm and composed.

Xandra still came over to gossip with Yvonne.

"Hey, Miss Attwood, you seem to be very close with Mr. Jones."

Yvonne was stunned. She stopped what she was doing and denied, "No, I'm not that close with Mr. Jones."

From Xandra's expression, it was obvious that she didn't believe her.

Yvonne repeated, "Yes, we aren't close at all."

"What about you and the President?"

"I'm very close with the President." Yvonne did not want to give in this time. She looked at Xandra and said, "If you'd like to know more gossip, I can tell you that I'm determined to have Zachary as my man."

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