No Remarriage: You Don't Deserve Me (Lenora and Zachary) novel Chapter 286

Chapter 286 Are You Watching Me Again

Zachary pursed his lips, his gaze fixed intently on Lenora in the rearview mirror. Gritting his teeth, he asked, “This has nothing to do with me?”

<i>I have already given her the chance to tell the truth, but she prefers to risk the danger of retaliation than tell it to me. Am I truly not worthy of her trust? Does she really have such little regard for her own life?</i>

Lenora looked up, meeting Zachary's eyes that were seething with anger. She was somewhat puzzled by it. “My affairs were never any of your business to begin with. Also, how did you know I was investigating the kidnapping case? Have you been prying into my life again? I haven't even settled the score with you for following me to Newcove!”

Upon hearing Lenora's matter-of-fact rebuttal, Zachary felt frustration welling up within him. His grip on the steering wheel tightened, veins bulging on the back of his hand. “I had you watched because you were threatened. I followed you to Newcove because you had been injured the night before. I care about you. Now, all I want is to help you.”

Lenora gave a faint smile. “Zachary, your concern and assistance, all come with an agenda. You expect something in return. I'm unable to give you what you desire, so I cannot accept your help.”

Zachary stared intently at Lenora, a bitter look emerging on his face. “Is that really what you think of me?”

<i>She believes that my offer of help is merely a way to force her to be with me out of gratitude. So, she would rather face retribution, risking her life like Fernando, than be with me, is that it?</i>

Lenora retorted, “Isn't that what this is?”

Zachary's eyes dimmed as he responded with silence, his entire being radiating a deep, icy aura.

The atmosphere within the car instantly grew tense.

With her hands tucked in her pockets, Lenora leaned against the back of the chair, gazing listlessly out of the window without another word.

Once they reached the entrance of Lenora's Residential Area, Zachary parked the car by the roadside. Through the rearview mirror, he silently gazed at Lenora.

Lenora attempted to open the car door but failed. She then turned her head and met Zachary's gaze in the rearview mirror. Ignoring the emotions in Zachary's eyes, she raised an eyebrow and asked, “Aren't you going to open the door?”

Zachary couldn't help but smile wryly as he unlocked the door. Without uttering another word, Lenora opened the car door, stepped out, and entered the residential area.

Zachary's gaze was firmly fixed on her retreating figure, lingering until she disappeared around the corner.

He withdrew his gaze, staring intently at a certain point ahead with a gloomy expression. Suddenly, he pounded the steering wheel.

At home, Sophia hadn't yet gone to bed. Seeing Lenora return, she asked, “Has Hattie left?”

“Mmm-hmm.” Lenora took off her coat and poured himself a cup of water.

“She is probably going back to Muprary soon, right?”

Lenora paused, took a sip of water, then said, “Zachary wants her to stay.”

“Huh? Doesn't that mean she'll frequently come looking for you?”

“Mmm-hmm...”

Sophia wore a complex expression, “I see it's quite hard for you to break free from Tyrant Fuller.”

With a sigh, Lenora sunk lazily into the couch. “Let's just take it one step at a time.”

Regardless of how persistently Zachary pursued her, she would never agree to remarry him.

Zachary had once brazenly declared either Lenora would remarry him, or she would remain single for the rest of her life.

In that case, she chose to remain single.

Moreover, what mattered most to her for the time being was avenging her father.

“By the way, is Zephyr of mixed parentage?” Lenora changed the subject.

Sophia was taken aback. “How could that be? He's a bona fide Clusian. I've met his parents before. Why would you think that?”

“No reason. It's just that during our recent encounter, he felt somewhat like that,” Lenora said with a chuckle.

The very next morning, Lenora made her way to Susanna's studio to report for work.

Susanna had always maintained her own studio. However, after the recent turmoil, only three people, including herself, remained.