Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace) novel Chapter 1179

Isabelle was taken aback. She probably hadn't expected Yvonne to have such a sharp rebuke. She looked cold, but her words were calm and forceful.

Isabelle stared blankly at Yvonne for a split second as she pursed her lips and said, "Of course you don't need to tell me. You are the president's wife. Naturally, you don't need to say a thing. I dare not comment on you either."

She still spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

Yvonne gave her an indifferent look before walking out.

Isabelle shouted again, "Miss Attwood, I don't understand. Since you are the president's wife, why won't you admit it? What's the point in fooling us for so long?"

"You think I'm fooling with you all?" Yvonne stopped in her tracks and met her gaze. "From the very beginning, you and Miss Harrison have been so full of yourselves, believing in whatever you think is right. Even if I told you, you won't believe me. So why would I bother explaining? Besides, I don't have any obligation to do so."

"That's true." Isabelle smiled gently. "I just felt astounded, so I asked a couple of questions."

She didn't just ask a couple of questions.

Yvonne understood clearly that the problem wasn't with her questions.

They had become very agitated from Zachary's revelation.

Yvonne didn't say anything else.

She just wanted to leave and didn't want to talk nonsense with Isabelle. However, as soon as she tried to leave, Isabelle walked toward her and stopped her from leaving.

"Miss Attwood, I still have a few questions to ask." Isabelle blocked Yvonne's way and glared at her.

Yvonne also looked at her and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

It seemed impossible for her not to say anything today.

Isabelle glared at her, but her eyes were filled with agitation. She said, "Do you know what I'm brooding about?"

"I don't know." Yvonne said directly, "Nor do I want to know."

"You!" Isabelle gritted her teeth and glared at her. "Do you think you are so great just because you are President Lowe's wife?" "No, I don't think I'm great, and I don't think I'm Zachary's wife either," Yvonne said calmly as if she didn't care much about this matter.

The more calmed Yvonne was, the more agitated Isabelle became. She pointed at Yvonne and said angrily, "How could the president like a woman like you?"

Yvonne didn't say anything.

How could outsiders be aware of the whole truth?

This matter had nothing to do with others in the first place, but they still decided to put everything conclusively in their own hands.

Yvonne also felt extremely helpless.

"Who are you to win the President's heart?" Isabelle seemed to be more agitated, and she couldn't help but raise her voice.

Yvonne took a deep breath and said, "I don't know. Maybe you can get your answer from Zachary. Actually, I also want to know if he has truly fallen for me."

"What kind of attitude is this?" Isabelle shouted.

Everyone could hear them speaking so loudly in the pantry.

Right at that moment, Zachary came out. He reached the door of the pantry and was listening to the conversation inside.

He pushed the door open. He looked domineering with his cold aura in addition to his tall figure.

"Whatever attitude she has toward you, you deserved it," Zachary said in a deep voice. Under the cold atmosphere was aggressiveness, like an angered lion. His whole body emitted rage.

Isabelle instantly trembled in fear.

She lost her imposing manner from blocking Yvonne in an instant.

Yvonne was also shocked. She stared blankly at Zachary, who was standing at the door. He looked furious.

Zachary's eyes were bloodshot and were filled with burning flames of rage.

"Zachary," Yvonne said in a low cry, feeling extremely dizzy. Her mind was already in a state of chaos, and now it was a total mess.

She had never seen Zachary act so impulsively as if he suddenly absolutely needed her. His dominance came without warning.

Yvonne resisted him as she wanted to know why he did so?

But everything happened too quickly, and she had completely forgotten how to ask.

When she managed to come to her senses, he made her dizzy again. She raised her blurry eyes and looked at the deep dark eyes in front of her.

Yvonne asked as she panted, "Zachary, you...you..."

She didn't say what she wanted to because her mind was blank.

Zachary lowered his head and fixed his eyes on her as if he wanted to engrave her in his heart.

"Yvonne, what do you want me to do to let you believe that my feelings for you have never changed?" He said word by word, "Why do you think I've waited for so many years? If I didn't have you in my heart, would I be so eager to keep you by my side? I even wanted you to be my lover. You have stepped on my dignity so much over the years that it has become worthless. I don't even have the right to know anything. Don't I deserve to

at least know all your grievances?"

His series of questions made Yvonne's mind go blank entirely. She was a bit shocked.

Were these his true feelings?

These were Zachary's feelings.

Yvonne was flabbergasted.

Zachary propped up her chin and Yvonne could see the regret, pain, hatred, and all sorts of emotions and affection in his eyes as they were inches away from each other.

The throbbing veins on his forehead made him look extremely agitated.

"I've already given you my whole heart, why can't you believe me for once?" Zachary said in a deep voice, "Even just this once."