Chapter 86: Be Careful, Don’t Break It...
And on the other side, it was obvious that Frank had not yet realized it.
His attention was still on Yesmina. He just said angrily.
"I’ll buy you another wedding dress that looked exactly the same as that year, is that okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole space was silent.
Because Yvonne and Zachary had stopped talking, the room was very quiet.
Frank Taylor’s words were particularly loud and prominent.
Yvonne and Zachary were both stunned for a while. Soon, Frank realized that he had said something wrong.
Just now, Yesmina, who was still like fierce, became shy. The tough strong woman actually was stunned at this time. "Who, who, who wants you to send me a wedding dress? Lunatic." After that, Yesmina left with a red face, which was out of normal. Frank stood there in a daze. When she left, he cursed angrily. "Puff."
Yvonne couldn’t help laughing and gave him a thumbs-up.
"Dad, it’s really clever! This move is really clever!"
Her mother had ignored him for many years. Every time they met, they quarreled.
Her mother was such a strong person in the business world. But she blushed at her father’s words!
It was so brilliant!
"Stop! You little kid knows nothing about it."
Frank Taylor’s face turned a little red.
Damn it, why did he say that? He hid his guilty conscience and left here.
After he left, Yvonne couldn’t help laughing in Zachary’s arms.
"There are so many interesting things when our parents meet. Will they be so romantic in our wedding?"
Zachary said, "Why don’t we arrange for them at the same table?"
Yvonne, who was still giggling the last second, immediately stopped smiling. "Ah? Isn’t this... too fierce?"
Frank and Yesmina had been divorced for several years.
It was reasonable for them to meet occasionally, but unless it was for the sake of Yvonne, they rarely met.
In public, the two of them subconsciously avoided each other. Of course, they had to attend Yvonne’s wedding, but in theory, they had to sit separately at two tables.
If they were arranged to sit together now, it would be as if they were still husband and wife. If this got out...
Zachary wanted to reply to Yvonne, "It’s about time anyway."
But when he was about to say this, he swallowed it back.
Frank and Yesmina had a crush on each other at first glance.
The two of them would reveal their true feelings to each other sooner or later with anyone’s urging.
If Yvonne knew about it, she would be anxious and even make things difficult.
In the end, Zachary said, "No, it won’t. After all, it’s your wedding. They won’t do anything in the wedding."
"Give them a chance to get along with each other. Maybe they will remember the scene of their marriage and enhance their feelings."
"That makes sense."
Yvonne nodded, and then immediately contacted the hotel’s banquet manager, secretly shifting their seats to the same table, or even next to each other!
After doing all this, Yvonne felt happy in her heart!
*
On the other side, in the Hiltonan Prison.
A white Bentley stopped at the gate of the prison.
The driver with white gloves opened the door. A woman was wearing a black suit, with a black hat on her head, covering half of her face. She was holding something with a serious expression.
"You drive the car away first and pick me up in half an hour."
"Okay, Madam."
After the driver left, a prison guard walked out.
"Mrs. Leinster, please come over here."
Yeliz nodded and then looked up at the lush shade of the tree.
Although it was midsummer, these trees were flourishing.
However, perhaps the here was too strong. Looking up at these trees in the sun, she didn’t feel that they were full of vitality. Instead, there was even a trace of desolation.
<Zachary...>
<I love you. I love you for so many years.>
<In order to see you every day, I didn’t hesitate to marry the old man and serve him tea and water every day.>
<But you didn’t even look at me, and you were even about to marry another woman...>
<Yvonne, I won’t let you get what you want!>
Yeliz’s face turned cold. She lowered her hat and quickly walked towards the prison.
*
Time flew.
Although a week is short, with everyone working overtime, Yvonne’s wedding dress was finally made the day before the wedding.
This time, it’s a wedding dress made up of a combination of fishtail and bride wedding elements.
The dress was still white, and the overall shape of the fishtail was maintained. But the originally sexy collar was decorated with tender petals and feathers. It was looming, sexy and partly reserved, which made people even more dreamy!
Moreover, because of these petals, the mature and well-informed fishtail design became more delicate and rotten.
When seeing this brand new wedding dress, Yvonne was so excited that she almost screamed!
"It’s so beautiful! This is the most beautiful wedding dress I’ve ever seen. It’s more beautiful than any star’s!"
"It’s good that you like it."
Zachary caressed her hair lovingly.
He wanted to give her the best things for her wedding!
Looking at Yvonne’s innocent and happy side face, his expression couldn’t help but become softer.
Yvonne was brought in to try on her wedding dress. Looking at her back, Zachary felt very soft in his heart.
<Tomorrow, I can really marry her.>
<Tomorrow, the person whom he had loved deeply for many years would become his real wife.>
He couldn’t wait.
After waiting for a long time.
The curtain was pulled open, revealing a beautiful figure.
Yvonne stood in front of him shyly. The petals covered the beautiful arc, holding her white and delicate swan neck, and her beautiful face.
Most importantly, a beam of light flashed on her.
She was so beautiful, so holy...
He was suddenly attracted by her and forgot to speak.
Yvonne didn’t know if his calm face was satisfied or not. She asked nervously, "Is it okay?"
"It’s beautiful."
Zachary spat out the words, then moved his legs forward and kissed her.
"I’ll take you home tonight."
Yvonne was so frightened that she reached out to push him.
"No, no!"
"Tomorrow is the day of the marriage. I have to stay at my parents’ home tonight, or it will be unlucky."
"Then I want you now."
I want you now.
His voice was low and his mind had thought of the scene countless times. He put on the wedding dress for her—and then he tore it off himself.
Yvonne had been fascinated.
Tomorrow was the wedding day. In fact, she was also nervous.
But as long as she was in this man’s arms, she would always feel inexplicably at ease.
She carefully held the hem of her skirt and mumbled softly between her lips and teeth.
"Then you should be careful. Don’t break it..."
...
Tomorrow would be the wedding day. The two of them were undoubtedly excited today.
However, considering that tomorrow’s wedding would take a lot of energy,
In order to prevent Yvonne from being tired at the wedding ceremony, Zachary did not make her too tired today.
Anyway, the rest of her life would be spent with him!
Zachary locked the door of the locker room and used his feet to hook a sign of "Being repaired" to block the door.
Then, about half an hour later, the passionate and sudden intimacy ended in reluctance.
*
After trying one the wedding dress, Zachary personally drove Yvonne back to the Taylor Family’s villa.
Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was sweet and warm.
The car arrived at the gate of the Taylor Family’s villa and stopped.
Yvonne recalled what had just happened in the locker room and said shyly.
"Don’t do that outside next time..."
"Do you like it?" Zachary chuckled as he parked the car.
Yvonne didn’t answer directly, "We have gone too far... What if someone sees us? Besides, there are cameras in many places nowadays. I don’t want to be the heroine of this matter."
As soon as Yvonne felt guilty, she would say a lot.
Zachary smiled. "But, according to your reaction just now... I thought you liked it."
Yvonne was speechless.
"Honey, I love you, save me..." Zachary teased in a low voice.
"I don’t want to talk to you! I’m going home!" Yvonne’s little face was as red as blood.
She untied her seat belt and was about to escape, but before she could completely untie it, someone pulled her seat belt.
She fell backward uncontrollably, and Zachary held her in his arms.
"Do you forget the old rules?"
"...What?"
"Before we part every day, kiss me."
Yvonne blushed. "We’ll meet again soon."
"You should kiss me too."
Yvonne had seen this man’s autocracy, so she had no choice but to kiss him.
She was about to leave, but Zachary did not let go of her seat belt.
"Call me darling."
"You’re so annoying!"
She was completely shy this time.
Perhaps it was because she was still young, she felt that calling him "darling" was a little strange.
In addition, she had always accepted that Zachary was Mr. Leinster. It was really a bit hard for her to call him ’darling’ so intimately.
"That’s enough. Stop fooling around."
"Call me darling once."
"I..."
"Hmm?"
Yvonne’s heart sank. In the end, she timidly spat out the word.
"Darling."
Although Zachary had been mentally prepared, when the word came out of her soft lips, his heart was still excited.
Zachary pressed down on her head and deepened the kiss Yvonne gave him just now, taking away all her breath.
"Oh..."
"Say, honey, I love you."
"Well... Honey... I love you..."
Her heart beat faster.
Her breathing became more sluggish.
"I love you too."
Zachary let go of her with his strong self-control, and then watched her slowly leave in the night.
*
This night, Frank’s mood was also very complicated.
In the past eighteen years, he had been living with Yvonne.
Although Yvonne had been very rebellious most of the time, she had only begun to become better half a year ago.
However, no matter whether it was good or bad, no matter how much they argued, Frank was still reluctant to let Yvonne get married.
What’s more, they had been getting along so well in the past six months.
After Yvonne returned home, Frank knew that she had been busy with the wedding these days and she was very tired, and she would definitely be more tired tomorrow, so he restrained himself from talking with Yvonne all night long and just gave her some advice. Hearing the sound coming from Yvonne’s room upstairs, Frank thought Yvonne must have been sleeping. So he went to the private wine cellar in the basement and lit a cigarette.
Frank had grown up in a rich family when he was young.
When he was young, he had lived a very comfortable life. All kinds of Western wine, cigar, and black gum were his personal hobbies since his childhood.
Therefore, in the Taylor Family’s villa, he also had such a small private bar.
Occasionally, when he was upset, he would come down.
In the future, after Yvonne was married, he would be the only one left in such a big family.
There were still many traces of the decorations that they had bought when he and Yesmina got married.
However, after Yvonne fell in the sea, Yesmina came to smash them once in great anger. Now many traces of their memories had disappeared.
In a word, he felt more and more lonely.
That day, when he saw Yvonne in a wedding dress, looking more and more like her mother, he immediately thought of the way Yesmina wore a wedding dress more than 20 years ago.
More than 20 years ago, he failed in his business and was short of funds. He didn’t even give her a decent wedding.
But as the daughter of the Sherman family, she still loved him and marred him without hesitation...
Thinking of this, Frank took a deep sip of the forty degrees bitter whiskey.
Leroy Herman, who was standing by the side, saw the rare desolate scene of the chairman. He could most likely guess that it was because of Yvonne’s wedding tomorrow. He comforted him.
"Mr. Taylor, you have to attend the ceremony tomorrow. Don’t drink too much."
"Although Yvonne is getting married, she is so dependent on you now. She will definitely go home often."
"Mr. Leinster is so nice to her. He can even disregard his life. Yvonne will be happy to marry him."
The comfort of the housekeeper did make Frank feel a little relieved about Yvonne’s marriage.
However, he was in a bad mood not only because of the fact that Yvonne was about to get married.
"Alas."
"Sir... are you still worried about other things?"
"Yesmina... How are the things she threw last time?"
"Some of the people we sent to the world to buy have already bought new ones, but some of them have already gone extinct. We can’t buy them anymore."
In the end, what had been lost would not come back, and what came back would not be perfect.
Leroy Herman looked at his expression and guessed something.
"Yvonne will get married tomorrow. President Sherman should also be there, right?"
"Yes."
Frank took another sip of wine and then clinked his glass.
"Leroy, go rest first. I want to sit alone for a while."
"Okay, Mr. Taylor."
Leroy has always been a very sensible person.
Since Frank had spoken, he would not go too far.
After Leroy left, Frank sat alone in the wine room, silent.
The next day, Yvonne should get up at six o’clock in the morning to prepare. She could not sleep for long.
This night was very short for her, and it flew away in a flash. Tomorrow, she would be the bride of Zachary.
But for Frank, this night was very long...
But if he were given another chance...
If he were given another chance, he would not do it for the so-called man’s dignity.
He would not sacrifice the woman he had always cherished, as well as the family of
three that Yvonne had been happy with...