Chapter 63 The Scheming Bitch’s Plot


    Zachariah tightened his grip on the phone.


    He disliked unreasonable women. If Cora wasn’t someone he loved, he would have hung up directly.


    "Cora, you know me. But if you keep on ying the fool, go back to Europe. You ignored my feelings


    and went to Europe before we got married back then, and I’ll just think that our rtionship ended four


    years ago."


    Silence hung heavily on the other end of the line.


    "It’ste now. Go to bed early. When you wake up and can think straight, we’ll talk about it then."


    Anxious, Cora said in a hurry, "Zach, don’t hang up on me. I was being unreasonable just now. But


    Zach, I just feel jealous that Miss Ophelia can sleep at your side, while I can only sleep in the hotel. I’m


    upset about that. Besides, I had a few drinks, so I said something unreasonable. I’m in Marriott Hotel.


    Zach,e and keep mepany, alright?"


    Zachariah’s heart melted all of a sudden. After all, he had true feelings for Cora. Although the feelings


    had diminished a little over time, he had used to love her. As long as they were not some irrational


    demands, he wouldn’t turn down her small requests.


    Zachariah drove to Marriott Hotel and took the lift to the twenty-first floor. Once he rang the bell, the


    door was opened. A figure in a bathrobe threw itself into his arms. "Zach, you’re not mad at me


    anymore, are you?"


    There was a beauty in his arms, but Zachariah was still able to half-carry, half-drag her into the room


    calmly and closed the door behind him. Then he pushed her away a little and said, "It’s so cold in here.


    Why don’t you put on some more clothes? What if you catch a cold?"


    Cora stared at Zachariah in grievance and said, "Zach, you were so cruel to me just now. I’m really


    afraid that you’ll ditch me because of my naughtiness. But thank god you’re here. Otherwise, I wouldn’t


    know what to do."


    Zachariah looked at her bare shoulders and said, "Go put something on, in case you catch a cold."


    This time, Cora put on a pink dress obediently, looking quite innocent.


    With a bottle of 1982 wine in one hand and two goblets in the other, Cora walked up to Zachariah and


    said, "Zach, do you mind having a drink with me?"


    Zachariah wanted to take over the wine bottle from her hand, but she dodged his grab yfully.


    Blushing, Cora gave a charming smile. "Zach, go take a shower first, OK? I want to drink in a wonderful


    atmosphere."


    Looking at Cora, who was even more gorgeous than usual, with flushed cheeks, Zachariah had totally


    nothing on his mind. Somehow, there was even a fit of anger welling up within him. Ironically, Zachariah


    believed that Cora was disgracing herself by doing this. Moreover, he wasn’t troubled with the question


    why he had no physiological arousal at all when he watched the woman he loved seducing him so


    obviously.


    Zachariah got up, reached out to take over the wine bottle from Cora’s hand and said, "Cora, be good.


    It’ste now and not the appropriate time to drink. Go to bed early, and I’ll be by your side."


    Cora stared nkly at Zachariah. She swallowed her pride and seduced him, but unexpectedly, he


    didn’t buy it at all. This was a huge humiliation to a girl, and she lost both her face and her dignity.


    "Zach, you don’t allow me to visit your house. Now, I want you to have a drink with me, and you turn


    me down again. I wonder if you really love me." Tears streamed down Cora’s cheeks as she spoke.


    She was really frustrated.


    Cora was good at faking it. She was also good at showing her weakness and ying up to men. This


    was no hard work for her, because she was aware that men liked obedient women. Only those women


    who knew how to act obediently could get more love from men.


    She thought so, and did so.


    Zachariah put the wine bottle on the table and took Cora into his arms, saying, "My good girl, I didn’t


    mean that way. I just think it’ste now. If you don’t go to bed, you won’t have your beauty sleep."


    Cora buried her head in his arms and whispered, "Zach, just have a drink with me and I’ll go to bed


    obediently and not trouble you anymore, alright?"


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    Zachariah nodded and replied yes.


    "Then go take a shower first. I’ll set the scene like a candlelight dinner." Cora pulled herself free from


    Zachariah’s arms, pushed him into the bathroom innocently and gave a sweet smile. "Zach, take your


    shower, and I’ll give you a big surprise in a while."


    Zachariah shook his head helplessly, but still took off his clothes and took a shower. When he got out of


    the bathroom, all the lights were out in the suite, and only the candles mes were flickering in the


    darkness. Cora was blushing against the candlelight, and she looked even more stunning.


    Cora walked over to Zachariah shyly and said in a sweet tone, "Zach, today is our wedding night. Look


    at me. Am I pretty?"


    Zachariah just cast a nce at her and said, "Cora, that’s enough. Have a drink and go to bed. Stop


    ying games."


    Cora dropped her head, a wicked glint in her eyes. But when she raised her head again, she looked


    innocent as usual.


    "Zach,e here and sit down. Don’t worry. I don’t bite. Even if something happened, I would be the


    one getting hurt, and I’m not afraid of it. Are you afraid that you’ll lose your virginity?"