Chapter 40 Come Pick Me Up, and I'll Forgive Your Billion-Dollar Debt
Drops of wine fell along the sharp contours of Zachary's eyebrows and jawline. When has the elegant and noble heir of a prestigious family ever experienced such a pathetic moment?
Those beautiful lips curved into a sharp arc, exuding an intimidating air.
However, Winona showed no fear. Tilting her chin up, she contemptuously glanced at him, and then...
Eyes moved, and he turned and left.
Samuel couldn't help but sigh. The person who could pour wine on Zachary was the one and only Winona! "I pray that Mrs. Sullivan can run fast..."
Zachary glanced at him and saw that Samuel was untouched and fresh.
Zachary coldly interrupted Samuel, saying, "I pray that you're mute."
With that, Zachary ignored him and walked straight towards the direction Winona had left.
The man was tall with long legs, but his steps were not hurried. It gave people the illusion of leisurely strolling. However, wherever he went, people passing by automatically lowered their heads due to his powerful presence, fearing to be silenced.
Winona stood by the elevator waiting for it, unsure if it was bad luck or just her imagination, but the elevator was taking too long.
She was hesitating whether to take the nearby emergency exit when she heard footsteps approaching from behind, gradually getting closer. She turned her head, unable to clearly see how the person had walked up to her, and her whole body was lifted up!
He really lifted her, with her upper body hanging down, her stomach pressed against the man's shoulder, almost making her throw up on the spot!
"Ding," the elevator arrived just in time, and Winona heard the metallic doors push open from both sides. She twisted her body, enduring the discomfort, "Zachary, put me down!"
This position was unbearable, her brain felt congested, dizzy, and throbbing, her stomach in turmoil!
Zachary didn't say anything, carrying the woman into the elevator.
Winona felt that if another second passed, she would faint directly from the excessive pressure on her brain. She forcefully patted Zachary's back, "Put me down, I want to vomit!"
Zachary replied, "You better hold it in."
There were no other specific threats, but his tone and attitude clearly conveyed his anger at the moment.
The rules at the Night Club were always strict, not allowing guests to be treated rudely. But now, Winona was carried by Zachary from the sixth floor to the first floor, passing numerous waiters and surveillance cameras, yet no staff members came forward to stop it.
Finally, Winona was thrown into the car by the man!
Winona hadn't recovered from the dizziness of being upside down, and Zachary grabbed her chin, his tall figure overwhelming her.
The man kneeled on the leather seat, looking down at her, "It seems that I have spoiled you too much in these three years, allowing you to be ignorant and daring enough to do such reckless things."
Zachary's slightly long hair was still wet, exuding the scent of whiskey, spreading in the narrow compartment.
Winona swallowed her dry throat and tried to lean back, avoiding the scent, "Since we despise each other, let's quickly get divorced. It's just a formality and won't take up too much of your time."
"Despise each other?" Zachary chuckled lowly, his voice magnetic.
It had to be admitted that this man was sexy when he spoke in a low voice, whether it was the curve of his lips or the husky tone.
Zachary unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his well-defined abs to Winona. The smooth lines of his muscles extended from his abdomen all the way to his waistline, exuding a unique allure.
"You're mistaken. I'm extremely interested in you now. Lately, I've been thinking about pinning you down beneath me, in various positions and with different intensities..." He gazed into Winona's eyes, his lips moved slightly. "Imagine that."
Winona's pupils contracted. Although the words were vulgar and inappropriate, they didn't sound sleazy coming from him; instead, they carried a strong sexual tension.
"He truly lives up to the phrase 'a wolf in sheep's clothing'," thought Winona.
Regardless, Winona was determined to divorce him, and his words couldn't stir any other feelings within her at the moment. However, her face still flushed with a layer of blush. She was infuriated!
"Zachary, I actually suspect that Fiona is deliberately avoiding your touch, which is why you're left unsatisfied to this extent."
Zachary squinted his eyes, and his hand, still separated by their clothing, glided down her neck, along her collarbone, finally resting on her abdomen.
Sensing the danger, Winona's body tensed up in fear that he might go further. Winona weakly replied, "Isn't she your precious little treasure? Is this how you treat her?"
The underground parking lot was dimly lit. Zachary's slender fingers slowly slipped under her clothes, following her delicate waistline... Even though his actions were extremely suggestive, his tone was filled with mockery. "A precious little treasure should be handled with care, always nurtured. But you're not the same."
Implying that she was different from Fiona; Fiona was a cherished treasure while she was just insignificant, someone who could be trampled upon!
Even though they were getting a divorce, Winona couldn't help but admit that his words had struck at her.
With a tint of crimson on her lips, she provocatively retorted, "Well, I'm sorry. Even if I'm not a treasure and not someone who deserves pity, I certainly don't want to be insulted by a pig."
In the next second, she felt the hand on her waist tighten suddenly, indicating that he was extremely angered.
Taking advantage of the situation, Winona pushed her hands against his chest, causing Zachary to be caught off guard and actually pushing him away.
He fell onto the seat, and Winona turned around to open the car door, appearing eager to escape. But how could Zachary allow her to get what she wanted so easily?
Stretching out his long arm, he wrapped it around her waist and pulled her back. With the narrow space in the car and her unstable center of gravity, his strong force caused her entire body to collide with his.
"Ugh!" Winona winced in pain, but the spot where she hit was sensitive, so she had to endure it. "Why did you use so much force..."
Before she could finish her sentence, a warm voice came from outside the car. "Winona... Are you in the car?"
Hearing that familiar voice, Winona's body immediately froze. It was Matthew!
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