True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 1207

How did she end up looking like a little girl who had no experience at all? She had already been a mother for a long time. But her mentality seemed to be poor and fragile.

Yvonne also felt that she was useless.

It took her a great deal to finally take off Zachary's clothes, but she still did not dare to look at him.

Zachary said in a low and hoarse voice, "The switch is on the left side of the bed. Go and dim the lights."

In an instant, Yvonne felt as if she had been freed.

She immediately went to dim the lights.

The lights were too bright, and the atmosphere didn't seem to be good.

Fortunately, Zachary reminded her.

She went to do it hurriedly.

With a snap, the lights were dimmed. 80% of the lights were turned off in an instant, leaving only a faint yellow light near the bedside.

Yvonne turned to look at Zachary. The atmosphere seemed to be even more embarrassing than

before.

Yvonne stood there. She didn't know what to do for a long time.

Zachary was not in a hurry either; he looked very chill. He made it clear that everything was up to Yvonne; he would just wait.

His gaze fell on Yvonne, and he scrutinized her coolly.

Yvonne felt his sight landing on her body, looking up and down a few times. His gaze was quiet, but it was filled with a sense of predation. Finally, his eyes fell on her face.

"Why... Why are you looking at me?" she stuttered and asked in a low voice.

"I want to see when you'll start." Zachary said with a smile in his tone, "With the way you are now, I'm worried how much more time you're going to take." Yvonne's face instantly flushed red. This time, not because she was embarrassed but because she was frustrated.

Was she that slow?

She looked up at him and did not move.

Zachary's thin lips were slightly curved. His eyes were full of anticipation, and his voice was hoarse and low, "Don't just stand there, come here." Yvonne still stood at the edge of the bed, unmoving.

Zachary urged again, "You don't want to come over because you want me to go over and carry you?"

Of course not.

Yvonne could understand his patience from his tone. He was on the verge of losing it, almost unable to hold it in any longer.

She felt that she still couldn't get used to this. Her heartbeat was extremely messy and rapid.

She hesitated.

"Come here," Zachary said in a deep voice.

This time, he really couldn't stand it anymore, and there was a hint of warning in his tone.

Yvonne took two steps forward.

Before she could stand firm, Zachary grabbed her wrist. The next second, she lost her balance and fell on the bed.

The two of them faced each other.

Zachary pressed down on Yonne. She looked up at him with a panicked look in her eyes.

Zachary lowered his head and laughed. He said, "You're dawdling. Don't you know I've been waiting for a long time?"

Yvonne nodded.

Zachary lowered his head and looked at her lovingly. His eyes were full of amusement. "Yet you're still thinking of pleasing me. You're so slow. Don't you know that I can't stand it?"

"I know," she whispered.

"You know yet you still want to torture me?"

Who was thinking of torturing him?

It was just that she didn't know much and wasn't feeling confident about this.

There was no way a woman could take the lead without any worries when it came to this kind of thing.

If she were to act like that, she would suspect that she was not a woman.

"Ok, I was wrong."

It would be right to admit her mistake in time, wouldn't it?

Zachary smiled. He blinked, and the fire inside was raging. He said, "Oh, you're apologizing? You've learned to be smart."

Isn't that so?

Zachary fixed his eyes on her red lips. He lowered his head and stopped two centimeters away. He said softly, "Since you're dawdling, I'll tell you what it means to speed up and increase your efficiency. When you feel something, you need to strike while the iron is hot."

What was all this?

Yvonne didn't know how to reply. Zachary didn't even give her any chance to speak; he had already blocked all of her words.

She was breathless.

She had lost her rhythm.

In the end, he still couldn't wait any longer. No matter how patient he was, it had been worn down by his woman's slow movements.

More than an hour later, Zachary was satisfied.

He hugged Yvonne and said in a low voice, "Happy marriage, Honey?"

Yvonne was stunned, and only then she remembered she was married to Zachary.

An unspeakable feeling welled up in her heart.

Happiness, bitterness, relief, and satisfaction.

Finally, she was with Zachary.

All the intimacy before was not as real as this time.

Probably, Yvonne was the kind of woman who was very traditional. She was a woman who had a very traditional view of marriage and love.

She got married. Everything they did had become legal.

Just like right now, such intimacy without anything between them was something that was legal and acceptable.

Yvonne nodded, revealing a warm and satisfied smile. "Happy marriage, Hubby."

The word "Hubby" ignited Zachary's emotions in an instant.

He turned his head to the side to look at Yvonne, his gaze deep, "Say it again."

Yvonne looked into his eyes, and the light in them was reflecting on her.

Yvonne smiled and looked at him, looking at her with anticipation. His wheat-colored skin was muscular and healthy, and his handsome face was more like a lazy predator, exuding a sense of plundering from head to toe.

It seemed that if she called him again, he would press her down and continue a new round of expressing their love between husband and wife.

The lazy and handsome man in front of her had a powerful and familiar aura to him, which made it impossible to refuse.

Yvonne took a deep breath and said softly, "Hubby."

As expected.

The way she addressed him made Zachary feel happy both physically and mentally. In an instant, she was pressed down again.

His deep eyes were looking down and were locked onto her eyes. His lips also fell and were printed on hers.

Yvonne didn't refuse.

She couldn't refuse either.

From that day onwards, she was Zachary's other half.

They were married.

Legally.

In the past, when they were together, she would often worry about this or that for nothing. But now, there was no need anymore.

He knew all her secrets. She was finally relieved from her burden.

As for him, he was only angry for a short time. After stabilizing his emotions, he chose to forgive her.

Only then did Yvonne truly feel that Zachary was still that kind and gentle boy from back then.

Of course, except in the bedroom.

Now, he was definitely a hungry predator. Even if he caught a rabbit, he would not be full.

Because he had been hungry for too long, walking in the wilderness for too long. There wasn't enough prey, so he had to increase his consumption.

Another one and a half hour passed.

Yvonne was already exhausted to the point where she just wanted to sleep. She didn't want to say anything.

Zachary, on the other hand, was still very energetic.

He looked at Yvonne and said softly, "Sleep. I'll go and eat something."

"Zachary, I've brought some food for you, but it's cold," She muttered in a daze. After she finished speaking, she fell asleep.

She had been heavily tormented.

Seeing her like this, Zachary lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

Yvonne muttered a hum reflexively, but she didn't say anything clearly, and she didn't move anymore.