Chapter 77

I paused for a moment, my hand still holding the cutlery. I looked up at Zachary and asked, "Do we know each other?" Zachary studied me, his tone cold. He said, "Aunt Yvonne is naive and compassionate. Don't take advantage of her." He glanced at me again and said, "She doesn't have a son, and I'm not interested in you." Before long, I saw Yvonne walking toward us. She sat down and placed a small plate in front of me with yellow peaches and watermelon. "What have you two been talking about? It looks like quite a conversation! Do you have a lot in common?" Yvonne asked. "No!" Zachary immediately denied it, his voice icy. I smiled and replied to Yvonne, "This gentleman asked me if I was trying to get close to you or if I came here to volunteer because I was interested in him." I glanced at Zachary before continuing, "Honestly, if I had to pick, I'd say I'm trying to get close to you, not him. After all, I already like someone, and if I ever get married, it'll be to that man." Zach