Miss, My Father loves you novel Chapter 43

"Lyman said he wanted to invite you for a drink at the Boss Club."

Although Dillon knew that Zack wouldn't agree to Lyman's request, he still told him.

"He said he found you some handsome young men."

Those meaningful words almost ignited the flame in Zack's fury.

But before he could get angry and lash out, Daryl came out with the medicine box.

And because she came out abruptly, she overheard the conversation between the two. 'Handsome young men?'

Eyeing Zack strangely, Daryl remembered the rumors about him not liking women and hating any form of contact with them.

Meanwhile, Zack knew what Daryl was probably thinking, so he equaled her gaze with a stern, cold expression.

"Ah, Mrs. Ji, please don't get me wrong!

Lyman just likes to joke. There is no problem with Mr. Ji's sexual orientation!" Dillon hurriedly explained, sensing how the atmosphere slowly turned bizarre.

Daryl kept silent for about ten seconds. Finally, she nodded and said meaningfully, "Okay." Meanwhile, Dillon couldn't help but sigh in his heart. 'Lyman is doomed this time.'

"Dillon."

When he was lost in thought, he heard Zack's cold voice.

"Yes, sir."

The air hovering around Zack was as cold as ice, and his tightly knitted brows only highlighted his irritation. "Cancel all the recent joint venture with Huangfu Entertainment," he commanded.

"Yes, sir."

Dillon almost froze on his feet, and in silence, he prayed for Lyman.

Zack didn't give any other orders, so Dillon left immediately.

"Well, do you want to apply some ointment?"

Daryl asked after she was left alone with Zack.

Although she wanted to leave, she didn't dare to. So, after summoning all her courage, she managed to speak to him in a low voice.

"What do you think?" he replied with a hit of sarcasm in his tone.

Sitting beside him, Daryl lowered her head and gently rolled up his sleeve. "It may hurt. Just bear with it."

As soon as she said this, the frigid aura surrounding Zack seemed to melt.

"Okay," Zack shortly replied, intently looking at her. But because Daryl was busy with his arm, she didn't see the way he gazed at her. Soon, she began to apply ointment to his arm. She could tell that Zack exercised his body a lot as he had a muscular arm.

Lost in these thoughts, Daryl recalled the touch of his chest muscles against her skin.

"Ah! I'm sorry!"

As she was lost in thought, she had applied too much ointment on his arm, which stained his shirt.

'Oh, my God! I forgot that he is a neat freak!'

"I'm sorry."

Daryl apologized sincerely, "I... I didn't mean to stain your shirt!"

Contrary to what she thought, Zack didn't get mad at all. He just frowned and said in an indifferent voice, "My shirt is already wet anyway."

Whether Daryl stained it or not, he would still change. "What?"

Daryl was surprised for a moment. Then she realized what he meant and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you want to change your clothes right now or apply the ointment first?" She looked at him nervously.

"I want to change my clothes first. I'll go upstairs and take a shower."

After saying that, Zack withdrew his arm and went upstairs.

Looking at his receding back, Daryl felt a little helpless. Why did he seem to be mad again? As soon as he went upstairs, Zack caught Benjamin peeping at him on the second floor's stairway.

"Daddy!"