Cory walked forward, leaped onto Zachary lying on the ground, and lifted a pair of teary eyes to look at him. Despite the aftereffects of the dog's bite, Zachary's heart was filled with overwhelming grief that he couldn't cry out. This was the first time he had cried so uncontrollably. With a tear-streaked face, Zachary looked at Cory and embraced her tightly. His eyes were filled with tears as he sighed, "Cory, why is it so difficult to like someone?" Because of the situation with Yaritza in the local area, Zachary's plans were exposed, and he couldn't turn back. Once he had taken this step, there was no retreat. He had to rely on the support and strength of others to keep moving forward and find opportunities. It was also for his power and influence in the country. Perhaps in the future, he could make use of it. If he retreated, these people might become a threat when they approached him using other means. Zachary and Cory stayed there for four days, making careful arrangements and
"Is something wrong?" Zachary asked, but Yaritza replied, "Wait for me for two minutes. I'll go to the instance to trade with you." After a two-second silence, Yaritza said, "Rare items like the Mystic Jade cannot be traded. Only items obtained from instances can be traded between players in the same instance. There's a ten-minute window for trading, and once it expires, trading is impossible." "Oh, I see." Yaritza felt frustrated. She had played the instance for half a year but still hadn't obtained the rare item. It was during her first instance run when she finally encountered it. She couldn't believe it—5.6 million points! She had thought it would be around 400,000 points. The market price for rare items was usually between 700,000 and 1.2 million points. Yaritza clicked on the face-to-face interaction with Zachary's character and suddenly noticed that Zachary was training in archery. Archery! Archery! How did he know? "How did you learn archery?" "I learned it from the top-le
Zachary returned to his position in front of Yaritza, giving her enough space to get into the car. Yaritza didn't dare to reject him. Whenever she met Zachary, she felt a sense of fulfillment, as if he could fill up all her free time. For example, she had a lunch meeting today, and as soon as it ended, Zachary intercepted her before she could even reach the office. He dragged her to the supermarket, claiming he hadn't tasted her cooking in a long time and was craving it. The two spent two hours strolling through the supermarket, pushing the shopping cart filled with groceries back home. Yaritza didn't even have time to rest, and the hungry Zachary already pulled her into the kitchen. They cooked dinner together and finished cleaning the dining area and kitchen by 10 p.m. It was past 10, time to rest, but Zachary wanted Yaritza to play games with him. Yaritza had to borrow her housekeeper's desktop computer and use her laptop to play the game together, immersed in the virtual world. Bu
Yaritza was exhausted from playing games for two hours straight. She was getting impatient and wished she could bite Zachary to vent her frustration. She moved her mouse, stood up, stretched her body, and vigorously shook her neck a few times. She said, "Work is done, let's sleep!" Since leaving the company around 5 p.m., Zachary had been tormenting her until now. She was so tired that her eyes were bloodshot. She threw Zachary onto the guest room bed and rolled away. Sleep. Zachary felt relieved, but Yaritza was too tired to fall asleep. She rested her head on the pillow and fell asleep immediately. When she woke up and got out of bed, Zachary had prepared breakfast on the table—eggs, steak, and milk. Yaritza remembered that she had already finished drinking the milk at home, and she hadn't even bought a new one. The steak in her pantry was not the same kind either! She looked at Zachary suspiciously and said, "Zachary, you haven't been here for half a year. Even if there were left
Yaritza lowered her gaze and asked, "Are you talking about Chase Christensen?" "I don't like that person. My instincts don't like him, and my intuition rejects him." "Because of me?" Zachary shook his head and said, "No!" Yaritza pondered for a moment and asked, "Did you come back this time because Chase Christensen got married? Because of me?" Zachary had traveled to so many places, why did he intentionally come back here? "Chase Christensen getting married has nothing to do with me, but you have a connection with him because you like her," Zachary tilted his head in contemplation for a long time before saying, "It just feels strange." "What's strange about it?" Zachary looked at Yaritza and said, "It's strange to see you struggling, to see you in pain." Yaritza laughed and said, "Which eye of yours saw me struggling and in pain?" Zachary playfully teased Yaritza's thin chin, glanced at her with a sly smile, and asked, "By the way, Graham, who do you long for?" Yaritza's eye
Yaritza said, "Zachary, don't let anyone know you were injured when you returned home. Let's pretend that today's incident never happened." "Yes!" Secretary Rowe replied and left the room. Yaritza sighed silently, turned around, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Zachary. She couldn't help but think, "Zachary, whether it was in my or your past life, we owe each other. We're destined to be intertwined in this lifetime." She could see what Zachary was trying to do. She wasn't made of steel and could feel how he cared for her, like a newborn baby. For the first time, Yaritza's heart ached for Zachary. His pain was a manifestation of his love for her. Zachary's pain also meant being close to her and enduring hardships. Pain and unwillingness intertwined. Yaritza sat quietly on the edge of the bed for a while, and Secretary Rowe brought her a mat and cleaning tools. After washing her face, she noticed that Zachary was awake while she was getting ready to sleep. Zachary struggled
Yaritza chuckled and said, "Zachary, this is not a burden for me. It's like seeking advice from a specialist and caring for the patient. It's not troublesome at all." Zachary was speechless for a while after hearing Yaritza's words, then he finally said, "Don't you feel sorry for yourself? Even if it's just a small wound!" "I do feel sorry for myself," Yaritza replied, turned back, and lay on the sofa beside the bed. Zachary became angry, feeling a surge of pain in his leg. He exclaimed, "Tomorrow I will reimburse all your expenses! Sleep! It hurts! The pain made him want to burst. Numbness washed over him, and his temper worsened. He thought about rushing back from a faraway place to see Yaritza, only to end up in bed for months, even years, with his leg injured. He felt even more frustrated and aggrieved, and tears of frustration began to roll down his face. He covered his face with the pillow, not letting Yaritza see his expression. But his sniffling could still be heard even wit
The dreary weather didn't attract many customers to the shop, resulting in only a few sporadic takeout orders. The shop assistant skillfully handled the incoming orders, processing them one by one on the interface. Suddenly, a faint sound of the door opening reached his ears, and the fine drizzle that had been held at bay made its presence known, carrying a slight chill.Surprised, the shop assistant looked up. "Welcome to Tea Encounter."The customer was Zachary. The rain had slightly dampened his hair, causing it to cling to his pale face. There were small water stains on his shirt."Just a cup of milk tea, nothing else."Zachary appeared too pale and wore a lot of blacks. The rainy backdrop lent his delicate features an otherworldly quality as if he were a creature that only emerged on rainy days.Do creatures also enjoy milk tea?"Sure, would you like it hot?" The shop assistant pushed aside the strange thought and handed his own new towel to Zachary. "You can use this to dry off.