Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 297 Only The Dead Can Keep Secrets

Losing interest suddenly, Zachary walked over and sat down on the couch by himself. The two women also took the initiative to snuggle into his arms.

Daisy bent over, advancing in annoyance, her Chanel bag swinging toward him. Zachary blocked it with his hand, “Stop making a scene here. There was a hint of anger in his voice.

Daisy really didn’t understand why he had any right to be angry with her. “Did you call me here just to embarrass me, to use me as your toy?”

Zachary, with one leg casually crossed over the other, reached out and pulled the beauty next to him into his arms. “Toy? I don’t mean it that way. Ms. Hackett, you should know that we’re all adults here. We’re just having fun, so don’t take things too seriously.”

“You jerk. You’ve been avoiding the issue, and you just don’t want to take responsibility for what happened last time. You know that was my…” She struggled to finish her sentence.

Zachary, however, didn’t see it that way. “Your what? Your first time? So what if I know? Am I supposed to take responsibility for every woman’s first time?” He said with a smirk. “We’re all adults here, Ms Hackett. It’s about time you change your old-fashioned, stubborn mindset. It’s all a matter of mutual consent.”

Daisy had never known that the man she had remembered for so many years turned out to be a frivolous, incorrigible womanizer.

She was trembling with anger, and with a sense of humiliation, she stepped forward and slapped him across the face. Zachary, you b*stard. You’ll get what’s coming to you sooner or later.”

With a laugh rather than anger, Zachary said, “I’ll take your words to heart. I’ll be waiting.

Watching her turn to leave, the man waved at her retreating figure.

It was half past ten in the evening.

On his way to the airport, Eric’s car was suddenly forced to stop by a red Maserati.

Even the best driving skills didn’t require a million-dollar sports car.

The black Audi had a noticeable scratch, stripping off a layer of its paint.

With the car window half-open, Eric parked the car and leisurely lit a cigarette. From another red sports car, a young girl dressed flamboyantly stepped out.

to find Eileen.

exhaled a puff of smoke in irritation. His mature

onveyed his impatience.

wasting my time, repeatedly making a fool of myself in front of you,” said Yvette, who had

because Yvette was

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disrupt the delicate balance of their relationship, which

it was always her who deliberately drew close, maintaining an intimate distance with him. She skillfully made sure he couldn’t

of the heart, who could ever be certain? She found

she was destined to be entwined

Let alone his pursuers, just the number of

car window, unbuckled his seatbelt, and stepped out. Without uttering a single word, he walked straight up to her and grabbed her by the throat,

truly believed he would kill her with his own hands, yet she

and I don’t appreciate others meddling in my affairs. Next

about to

gasping for air, and bent

up in Yvette’s eyes as she watched the car drive away. She collapsed to the ground,

hardships, she stubbornly staggered to her feet. She got in the

Yvette lost the chase.

bustling airport, but she never found him in

was relentlessly pursuing him, he never had any feelings for her. Now that Eileen was set

her.

up her mind about Eric’s intentions. Knowing that

all of this was

received a call from Gavin in just

said, “Yvette has already bought a ticket to Pillere. The flight, with layovers,