Chapter 63\u00a0<\/p>\n
The glass shattered with a sharp sound.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Zachary couldn\u2019t give up that easily..\u00a0<\/p>\n
He dialed a number and said, \u201cFind the best private investigator to keep an eye on Genevieve Whitfield! Report everything she does to me, from where she goes to the people she meets. Take pictures of everything! The moment I catch her slipping, I\u2019ll destroy her and get back everything that belongs to me!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had lost his mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next day, an inconspicuous black sedan followed Genevieve\u2019s car.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the black sedan, a private investigator held his camera up, clicking the shutter incessantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As he took pictures, he muttered under his breath, \u201cShe\u2019s quite the looker. No wonder Zachary is so obsessed with her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As Genevieve drove, she glanced at the car following her through the rearview mirror. It seemed Zachary was pulling some\u00a0<\/p>\n
tricks of his own.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She abruptly turned into a cramped alley, and the black sedan followed behind her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment the private investigator drove into the alley, two black Bentleys silently blocked the entry and exit, sealing off all his routes of escape.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The private investigator\u2019s expression fell. Before he could react, someone knocked on his car window.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dressed in a suit, Liam stood outside the window. With a professional smile on his face, he said, \u201cSir, please hand over everything inside the car.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The doorbell of Genevieve\u2019s apartment rang.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She went over to open the door and raised an eyebrow when she saw Tristan standing outside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you here?\u201d Her tone was unkind as she blocked the doorway. She had no intention of letting him in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan didn\u2019t seem to mind. He held up a sealed bag of evidence, which contained a phone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s see if you got tricked by a dumbass.\u201d He walked past her and entered the house.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Turning around, Genevieve stared at him. \u201cWhat do you mean by that?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan placed the bag of evidence on the coffee table. Then, he lounged on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In a light tone, he said, \u201cZachary hired someone to follow you and get some evidence. I\u2019ve already handled it for you, and the culprit has been handed over to the police.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve\u2019s frown remained on her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had been curious why the person tailing her hadn\u2019t caught up to her. She even thought Zachary had a bad eye for hiring lackeys.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It turned out that Tristan was behind it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She pursed her lips as she tamped down the peculiar feeling rising in her heart. \u201cWho told you to be so nosy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan paused, looking up at her with a dark look in his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 63\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve met his gaze, not flinching in the slightest. \u201cThis is between me and Zachary. I can handle trash like him. I don\u2019t need your help.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t need Tristan\u2019s protection, and she didn\u2019t want to owe him any favors either. It was messy enough between the two\u00a0<\/p>\n
of them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan smiled in annoyance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He slowly stood up and walked over to her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve took a few steps back in response\u2013until her back hit the cool wall. She had nowhere else to go.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why did she always get the short end of the stick when she was with him?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan propped his arms on either side of her, caging her in. He leaned closer, his breath fanning across her skin, making goosebumps rise along it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He said darkly, \u201cI helped you handle a problem, yet you\u2019re berating me. Genevieve, do you even have a conscience?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve looked away, yet she couldn\u2019t control the flush that appeared on her ears. \u201cI don\u2019t need a conscience when it comes to you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that so?\u201d Tristan twirled a strand of her hair around his fingers. \u201cSince that\u2019s the case, what should we talk about?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe c\u2013can talk about\u2014\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her words were swallowed by a searing kiss.\u00a0<\/p>\n
you chose her so i married better 63 Chapter 63\u00a0 The glass shattered with a sharp sound.\u00a0 Zachary couldn\u2019t give […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19794","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-you-chose-her-so-i-married-better"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19794","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19794"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19794\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19834,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19794\/revisions\/19834"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19794"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19794"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19794"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}