No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

Chapter 515 A Deadline

Lenora was left breathless, and her lips were a lush red, reminiscent of cherries after a rain shower. "Aren't you going to stand back up?"

"Nora, I won't pressure you. I can give you time to adjust, but everything must have a deadline," Zachary said, lifting his head. His dark eyes were burning as they gazed at her, a look of determination that couldn't be ignored. His large hand slowly caressed her waist. The warmth from his touch was almost scorching. The sensation around Lenora's waist seemed to amplify several times over, drawing all of her attention involuntarily. It left her restless, unable to sit or stand comfortably.

She didn't dare to meet his gaze. Turning her eyes away, she said, "Y-You should let me go first."

"I won't let go."

Zachary righteously brought himself even closer. Their bodies were pressed together. His desire to meld her into his own being was palpable. With a roguish tone, he said, "Answer me first, then I'll let you go... Give me a deadline."

Lenora was angry. She looked up at him and said, "Fine. Ten years. Are you happy now? Can you let me go now?"

At that time, there was indeed nothing more Isla could do. However, no one could guarantee she would never return to Jacaster.

Harrietta was the child of her and Zachary, an undeniable fact that could not be changed.

Lenora was not as optimistic as Zachary had thought.

When she was a child, spending time with her grandparents in the countryside, she had heard a piece of local gossip. The daughter of their neighbor, against all advice, had insisted on being with a man who had been previously married. This man had a son from his former wife, a boy of about three or four years old, who stayed with him. The neighbor's daughter thought that since the boy was so young and wouldn't remember much if she took good care of him, they would surely develop a bond like a real mother and son in the future. The man's ex-wife would occasionally visit their child, taking the child out for fun. Upon her persuasion, the child would sometimes insist on having his father join them.

As time went on, by the time the neighbor's daughter regained her senses, it seemed as if the family of three were still intact, and the child's parents seemed as though they had never been divorced.

The man wasn't Zachary, and the child wasn't Harrietta. Lenora never worried about anything happening between Zachary and Isla. However, the thought of Isla appearing in her life every now and then under the pretense of visiting the child made all the enchantment in Lenora's heart vanish completely, leaving only unbearable annoyance.

Thus, it was best for her to maintain some distance from Zachary, just like how things were at that moment. Seeing him occasionally helped to fill the emotional void, yet it didn't interfere with her regular life. "Nora, ten years is a long time. Won't you reconsider?"

Her gaze held no intimidation, yet Zachary continued to cling to her, negotiating with her in a calm and gentle manner.

Zachary could never agree to live separately for the next ten years. Ten years? How about ten days?

"No! I've already given you a deadline. Didn't you say you would let me go?

"You actually believed what I said?"

Lenora was absolutely livid.

"Zachary Fuller!" Lenora called out, each word uttered with gritted teeth and wide, glaring eyes. Even her hair seemed to quiver at her intensity.

be upset. Don't be upset." Zachary immediately tried to calm her down. "Nora, don't you think ten years is too

"I don't think so."

you should still stay

up in his arms and

out a gasp and

arm was wrapped around his neck, and he caught a whiff of a faint, intoxicating fragrance. Unconsciously, images that stirred his imagination began to resurface in Zachary's mind. Whenever she was pleasured in bed, she would always close

eyes fall, hiding the burning warmth deep within them. His jaw was tightly

no choice but to compromise. "Five years. Can we agree

shortened the time

her a deep, thoughtful glance.

swallowed nervously, and

"Four years?"

Lenora, clutching his collar, argued desperately with a mix of sorrow

"One month."

widened when she heard that. Struggling to suppress the urge

carried her toward the living

the

could still hear the voices of Harrietta and

were to carry her inside and let Miranda and Harrietta see them, Lenora

lowered her

glanced at her, halting at the doorway. He pinned her against the wall by the door. Leaning in close to her ear, he asked in a low voice, "How long do you suggest?" Looking

"Two-"

sentence, Zachary's handsome

thing happened

"Mm!"

The taste, akin to rust, began to

the pain,

front. Have Uncle Zachary and Aunt Lenora not

a youthful voice echoed from the living room, accompanied by the sound

Her

seen the car still parked at the entrance

became increasingly clear as if they were just a few steps away

however, seemed as if he hadn't heard anything. He could feel the tension in the delicate body held within his arms. His grip around her tightened even more as he was lost in the act of kissing her lips. His large hand

a fiery red. Her mind was in a daze