Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace) novel Chapter 1200

Zachary frowned and said, "I'm afraid that I will have to disappoint you. I'm really married."

"I don't believe you," Louise stepped forward and grabbed Zachary's arm.

Zachary frowned in an instant. He pulled his arm away and refused any physical contact with her.

However, Louise held his arm tightly and didn't let go. It had taken her a lot of effort to hold on to his arm. How could she let him go so easily?

She didn't want to.

Zachary felt helpless; he shot a sharp glance at Louise.

The next second.

"Ah!"

Louise screamed, only to feel that her wrist was about to be crushed. She frowned from the pain, and her eyes were also filled with tears from the pain.

"Zachary, it hurts. Why are you treating me like this?" She shouted with a grievance in her tone.

Zachary was expressionless. He let go of her, took a step back, and said coldly, "Please have some self-respect. I am not interested in any woman except for my wife. The way you are so full of yourself makes you look like a b*tch."

"You... you're condemning me?" Louise was so dumbfounded that tears rolled down her cheeks. "Even if you don't like me, you shouldn't condemn me like this, should you? We are old schoolmates, after all."

Getting impatient, Zachary said coldly, "Get out of my way."

"Ah," Louise was completely humiliated. She couldn't help but cry out in shame and anger.

"Sigh!" Yvonne let out a long sigh.

Romantic relationships. Louise confessed rather frankly and fearlessly. It was a pity that it was the wrong beau.

Yvonne thought that if she was a bit braver, the result could have been different.

However, would Zachary like her bravery?

Suddenly, her mischievousness arose. She wanted to be brave like Louise and confess to Zachary.

Her sigh instantly attracted Zachary's attention.

Zachary looked up at Yvonne, who was standing in the distance. She stood around ten meters away from them and did not come over. She was smiling. What was she doing?

"Honey," Zachary called to Yvonne, "Come here."

Yvonne was stunned. She didn't think he would call for her so loudly.

When Louise heard this, she was instantly shocked. As soon as she turned her head to look, she saw Yvonne. A panicked expression began to form on her face.

Yvonne felt a little bad. It seemed that she had been rejected. Even more so, she felt sorry for Louise, seeing she was humiliated.

"Yv-Yvonne Attwood?" Louise cried out in shock.

Zachary said in a low voice, without bothering to look at Louise. "Yes, Yvonne Attwood is my wife. I am married, Miss Johnson."

After that, he went around the other side, walked towards Yvonne, and reached out to hold her hand.

Louise was stunned, her mouth wide open; a fist could fit in there.

Tears were still swirling in her eyes, and they fell one after the other.

The way she looked crying was pitiful.

Zachary nodded slightly, and his eyes were full of tenderness. He didn't even look at Louise.

They turned around and left.

Louise squatted on the field and began to cry. The sunset extended her shadow, making her look lonely.

Zachary and Yvonne returned to the park near the field. The students had already finished their classes, and everyone was at the canteen.

Their school schedule remained the same. They would start eating at six-thirty and study at seven.

"Haha," As Yvonne walked on the path, she couldn't help but laugh out loud when she thought of how Zachary had been blocked by a woman.

Zachary frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Yvonne said softly, "I was just laughing at the way you looked being confessed to just now. How are you able to get girls to fall in love with you no matter where you go?"

Zachary was speechless. "Did I bring this upon myself?"

It was obvious that these women threw themselves at him.

Yvonne laughed softly. "Of course it's you. You're too attractive. Look at how many women are interested in you? The female secretaries in your office, our old schoolmates, all of them are interested in you. Zachary, look just how captivating you are."

Zachary narrowed his eyes and looked at her. His eyes were deep. He said word by word, "In other words, you are also captivated by me? I heard your promise to that woman."

Yvonne's face flushed red, but she didn't refute. She admitted, "Of course, I have been captivated as well, or else why would I think about you every day?"

She was always thinking about coming back to him and never leaving him again.

"Good. That's good," Zachary nodded with satisfaction. "In this case, I will give you an opportunity. I shall affectionately repay my wife's love for me on our wedding night tonight."