“gangsters, leaving him with no opportunity to be the hero who rescues the damsel in distress.”
Serenity smiled as she glanced around the living room, hugging Zachary’s slim waist when she noticed the York brothers were not watching them. She rested her head against his chest, and Zachary wrapped his arms around her tightly. He enjoyed the sensation of holding her close, and the warmth of her soft body filled him with happiness.
Josh asked Zachary if he was in love with Serenity. Zachary pondered, ‘Perhaps I already am in love with her…’
“Thank you, Zachary.” Serenity said, feeling grateful. He had always been by her side whenever she faced challenges, offering help and comfort. To her, he felt like an invincible superhero.
Many times, Serenity was deeply touched by Zachary’s actions, and this gratitude slowly blossomed into affection. Zachary sighed, reflecting on Josh’s words: ‘Feeling touched is not the same as love.’ Yet, he believed that this was how love began.
“Serenity, as husband and wife, your issues are also mine. Please don’t keep thanking me; it makes me feel like an outsider,” he said.
Serenity nestled deeper into his embrace and replied, “But we signed a six-month agreement. Who knows how long our marriage will last?”
Zachary was left speechless.
“Zachary, can I share something with you?” she asked.
“What is it?” he replied.
“The drawing you discarded… I just remembered that the agreement was on the other side. I didn’t care much about the agreement and left it on my dresser. I used it for sketching my ideas, but then you destroyed it.”
Zachary’s dark eyes glinted with surprise. She recalled that the back of the drawing contained their agreement. But so what? He had already burned both copies to ashes and flushed them away.
“Since you ruined my…
“Will you provide me with a new copy of the agreement, or will you also destroy your copy?” This approach would help her feel less insecure about the situation.