True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 1210

Yvonne's face was completely red; she had had a thunderous shock.

Zachary let go of her, got up and took the phone.

Yvonne overheard Zachary's call. He said in a deep voice, "Send the food to the doorstep. You don't have to enter."

Yvonne let out a sigh of relief. She wrapped herself quickly in a blanket and went to the bathroom.

After washing up, she put on a white bathrobe and came out to replace her clothes.

Outside the room, Zachary had already set up the table. The aroma of the food flowed into the room, and it made her hungry.

Her stomach grumbled even more.

She walked out and said, "It smells good. Wouldn't we be troubling them by asking them to make our food in the middle of the night?"

Zachary gestured her to sit down and couldn't help but tousle her hair, "I only come back a few times a year, and the servants are basically free for the rest of the time. They will only be busy for a few days every time we come over. If they have problems with that, then they should just be fired."

"You only come back a few times in a year?" Yvonne sat down and looked at him. "Why did you go to Northern City? Isn't it good here in Southland?"

Zachary handed her cutleries and said, "Southland is good, but I don't have family here anymore."

Yvonne was stunned. She understood Zachary's words instantly.

He was hinting that although Southland was good, the internal conflict between the Lowe family was tiring. Sometimes, people who were related by blood could not necessarily be considered family. When Yvonne saw how easily he had talked to her about this, she nodded her head with understanding.

"Your cousin Grace is in Northern City, right?" Yvonne said, "She seems to be a very warmhearted person."

"Grace and Alice are both my cousins. They are much better than my relatives in Southland. In the future, you three can be good friends."

Yvonne nodded.

"Eat," Zachary handed her a bowl of soup first. "Have some soup first. You drank some wine. Although it's not much, it will still hurt your stomach easily."

Speaking of wine, Yvonne still felt embarrassed. If it wasn't to induce her courage, she wouldn't have drunk it.

"I won't drink in the future," Yvonne still took the initiative to guarantee him on this, "I'm not the type to drink either." Hearing this, Zachary stared at her deeply and said, "Yeah, I think I will be happier if you throw yourself at me sober." Yvonne's embarrassed face was very red.

She lowered her head and didn't look at Zachary. She drank her bowl of soup to cover up her shyness.

Such unscrupulous jokes were still inappropriate for her.

When she finished her soup, she looked up and saw that Zachary had yet to move his cutleries. Yvonne asked in surprise, "Aren't you eating it?"

"I've eaten," Zachary said, "I already ate when you were asleep."

"Oh," Yvonne let out a sigh of relief and then said, "Then you should accompany me and eat some more. Look, there are so many dishes, and they look delicious." A dozen dishes were served as supper. The amount of food was astonishing.

Zachary smiled and said, "Usually, I don't eat too much in the evening. I've already eaten before."

Yvonne stuffed a mouthful of meat into her mouth. It was soft and sticky, but it wasn't greasy at all.

"Wow, it's delicious. Zachary, eat this," Yvonne offered it to him as if it was a treasure.

Zachary shook his head.

"C'mon, eat it." She felt that a meal would only be meaningful if they ate together. So she couldn't help but act like a spoiled child and hoped that he would eat with her. However, Zachary suddenly got up, came over to her, and bent down.

Yvonne was stunned.

Zachary came over and kissed her; he directly ate the meat in her mouth.

Clatter!

The piece of meat on Yvonne's fork fell onto the steamed sea urchin.

His kiss was tough and domineering.

Without any warning, Yvonne once again changed her perception of Zachary.

It was simply unbelievable.

How did he do it?

He was so direct that it made it impossible for her to defend against it.

It was too scary.

Such a scene could only be found in novels. It couldn't be played on TV.

When he stopped, she was still in a daze, and her mind was blank.

Her heart was beating wildly.

"It tastes good," Zachary sat down again and looked at Yvonne. His eyes were shining and full of charm.

She didn't know if he was referring to the taste of meat or her.

She dared not look at him and pretended to be calm. She saw Zachary put a sea urchin on her plate and said, "Don't get pricked by it. Eat it with a spoon."

Yvonne nodded, and she did not mention anything about the intimacy from just now.

Zachary seemed to have gotten used to it, and any type of intimacy was normal in his eyes.

He had become accustomed to it.

Moreover, Yvonne felt that he was a genius in this aspect. He did not need to learn, and he would understand almost immediately. Moreover, he would be able to come up with all kinds of ways to show his intimacy, and every part of him would appear to be loving.

She had to hand it to him.

She didn't know how much she had eaten and how much meat and food he had eaten from her.

In short, their supper lasted for an hour and a half.

By the time she finished eating, Yvonne's lips were like the sausages on the plate.

She felt that she looked comical. Her lips were like sausages, swollen and uncomfortable.

Sure enough, wine and sex were both something untouchable.

She was addicted to Zachary.

From the beginning to the end, she had never pushed Zachary away.

She didn't know how many times they had kissed. Some, he had fed her; some she had taken from him.

They ate a lot. The two of them finished more than half of the dishes on the table.

Yvonne covered her stomach and sighed, feeling extremely satisfied. "I'm really full. Let's go out for a walk. If we don't do a little bit of workout, it'll be hard to digest." "My wife wants to do some workout?" Zachary looked at her and said with a double entendre.

Yvonne nodded, without any suspicion, saying, "Yeah, exercise a bit. My stomach is so full, look."

Zachary did not speak.

Yvonne looked at her own stomach; it was really bloated. She was so full that her stomach was going to explode.

Seeing that Zachary did not speak, Yvonne was very puzzled. She looked up at him again, only to replace that he was looking at her with burning eyes, like a predator looking at its prey.

Yvonne was startled. She realized something and immediately explained, "I'm talking about a stroll. Why don't we go out for a walk? I'm not talking about exercise inside. I mean outside." Zachary laughed. The smile on his face was gorgeous.

With a meaningful smile, he said slowly, "So my wife likes to workout outside."

"No, you have misunderstood me," Yvonne hurriedly explained, "Oh, what are you thinking?"

She got embarrassed.

However, Zachary laughed and said, "Haha, I want to go for a stroll. What were you thinking, Honey? Is your mind filled with impure thoughts?"