Zachariah was soft-hearted.
He helped Cora sit down, and went to prepare some water for Cora. He put the glass on the table and
said, “Have some water when it cools down.”
Wrapping her hands around Zachariah's waist, Cora said in a depressed voice, “Zach, I was really
scared just now. I was so afraid that I would be raped by them, and I couldn't be with you anymore.
Luckily, you came to me at last.”
Zachariah patted her back and said, “Silly girl! Even if something happened, I still love you. In my
opinion, the hymen was nothing. Don't be too stressed.”
Cora's expression changed but still said shamelessly, “Zach, you always said I am pure. So I want to
leave my virginity to you. You are my only man. No matter whether we get married or not, I only want to
have sex with you.”
Zachariah was a man. Every man would be happy if a woman said that she would leave her virginity to
him.
A man could have many women, but a woman would never be allowed to do this.
“Cora, you are so good. I will never betray you.”
Ruthlessness flashed across Cora's eyes, but she said with a grievance, “Zach, you have married
anyway. No matter how's your relationship with Miss Lowe, I'm the third wheel that affects your
relationship. Others would only curse me as a mistress since they don't know about the facts.”
“However, it was my fault to leave you and go to Europe. Now, I'm back but you are married.”
Zachariah felt heartbroken and said, “You are my woman. No one can say anything about you.”
Cora's eyes were red and she said aggrievedly, “But I did intervene in your marriage, and if you don't
want me in the end, Zach, I really have nothing left.”
Zachariah took her into his arms and comforted her in a low voice, “Silly girl, I will definitely marry you.
Don't mind about Ophelia, I will make some arrangements for her as soon as possible. Just relax. I
won't let her affect our relationship.”
Cora leaned into Zachariah's arms and said, “Zach, if you find it troublesome, I will go back to Europe
and just settle down there.”
Zachariah held her even tighter and said, “Don't think about leaving me. I can allow you to leave me
once, but this time, I will never let you go. Even if you go to Europe, I will get you back.”
A smug smile appeared at Cora's mouth, but she still pretended to be considerate, “Zach, don't blame
Miss Lowe for answering the phone for you. I don't want you to fight because of me.”
Zachariah stroked her head and whispered, “You are just too kind. This time I won't forgive her so
easily. If I had been a few minutes late, you would have been taken by those punks. It was hard to tell
what they would do to you.”
Cora looked at him purely and innocently and said, “Zach, it's Okay. I'm fine.”
“Ophelia should be thankful that nothing happened to you, or I would have made her die a horrible
death.”
Zachariah squeezed these words out.
“Zach, don't be angry, Miss Lowe didn't expect me to have an accident either. And I was too willful! If I
behaved well and stayed at home, nothing would happen and you didn't have to come to rescue me.
Zach, tell me, am I troublesome? Did I cause a lot of trouble for you?”
Cora widened her clear eyes and said pitifully.
Zachariah bent down to pick her up and put her onto the bed. Then he covered her with the quilt and
said gently, “Go to sleep, I will stay here with you.”
Cora smiled sweetly and patted the empty space next to her, saying, “Zach, it's late. Come to sleep
with me.”
Zachariah didn't refuse her. He went to bed, held her into his arms, and soothed her in a low voice, “Go
to sleep.” Cora nodded.
At this time, a phone rang abruptly. Zachariah checked his phone and found that it was Ophelia calling.
Zachariah hung up the phone. Cora looked at him and said, “Zach, who is calling you?”
Zachariah said with a gloomy face, “Ophelia.”
Cora looked at him innocently and said, “Zach, you'd better answer the call. It's so late and you are still
outside. I think Miss Lowe should be anxious now.”
Zachariah turned off his phone, put it on the table, and said, “Sleep.”
Cora buried herself in his arms and said softly, “Zach, will Miss Lowe fight with you since you didn't
answer her call?”
Zachariah patted the back of her hand and said, “Go to sleep, I will take care of Ophelia.”
Cora closed her eyes and murmured somewhat, “Zach, if Miss Lowe messes with you, you must tell
me. I don't want me to keep causing trouble for you.”
The next day, around eight o'clock, Cora woke up. Seeing that Zachariah was still sleeping. She curled
her lips and kissed him.
When she was about to have a French kiss with Zachariah, Zachariah...
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