Chapter 150: Zachary of Both Worlds Were Touched
Those gossip women took a step back when seeing the expression on her face.
They all knew that this girl would do anything when she’s crazy, and Jordan was the best example.
"And you."
Yvonne looked at the woman who had been the first to pick a fight. She held her arms, exuding an aura that didn’t match her age, forcing the rich woman to take another step back.
"You despicable girl, what do you want?"
Yvonne smiled disdainfully.
"Mrs. Watkins has a lot of nerve.
"Pairing Mr. Leinster’s girlfriend off with another man in front of him, and calling the future Mrs. Leinster a despicable girl.
"I wonder if Mr. Watkins, who works hard to earn money to support his family, will scold you for being too shameful when he knows you’re jeopardizing his future by offending people today?"
That woman’s expression changed at the mention of Mr. Leinster.
"No, it’s impossible."
"How could Mr. Leinster set his eyes upon a piece of shit like you?!"
Yvonne wasn’t angry nor annoyed. Instead, she was incredibly calm.
"We’ll see about that."
Seeing her like this, Yvonne said nothing and smilingly walked away.
*
Yvonne stood alone on the huge open-air balcony outside the banquet hall.
The fresh air outside sobered her a bit from the convivial atmosphere.
Looking down, she could see the night view of Hiltonan and the outstanding CBD.
She told Zachary that she came out to get some air, so she was out alone.
A man approached her from behind, "Yvonne."
She put on a cold face.
"You don’t understand my words?
"Didn’t I just tell you to stay away from me?"
Jordan had changed into a new set of clothes, his hair was dried, and he dressed
himself up in an elegant way again.
"I just can’t figure out why you’re treating me so differently this time we met?
"Have I offended you?"
"I don’t need to explain to you if I hate someone."
Then she stepped away.
"Yvonne, you--"
"Let go of me!"
The moment Zachary came out to find her on the balcony, he saw the image of the two pulling each other.
And her face was filled with disgust and pain.
Zachary’s face instantly went sullen as he walked over.
"Bang!"
"She told you to let go of her and you couldn’t hear her?"
He punched Jordan’s face, and the latter yelped in pain, stumbled backwards and nearly fell over.
Yvonne was also startled, only to see Zachary threw away his valuable suit, untied the top three buttons and the cuffs of his shirt, and made the clothes loosen a bit. Then came the second punch, the third punch... He didn’t mean to stop at all, until Jordan’s face was full of blood. Zachary did not even frown.
Jordan was quickly knocked onto the ground.
This was the first time that Yvonne had seen such a violent side of Zachary, and her entire brain went blank.
Being knocked onto the ground, Jordan didn’t dare to resist at all. Or rather he had no strength to resist and was just holding his head in his hands.
"Please... Stop it..."
It was at that moment that Yvonne came to her senses and tremblingly rushed forward to hug Zachary.
At this moment, he seemed gloomy and looked at her grimly.
"You care for him?
"Heh, then there’s no need for him to be alive."
"No, it’s not that!"
She was just worried that if this went on, Jordan would really get killed. Zachary’s punches were very lethal. If things really got big, how would the news say about this tomorrow?
"I don’t care a bit if he’s alive or not, and we have other ruthless ways to torture him if we want to. But you can’t do this, especially in your position!"
Yvonne shook her head.
...
When she said that, Zachary seemed to be in a better mood.
However, Jordan was almost dead at this time.
He was lying in a pool of blood.
Zachary’s strength was really a bit large. When he was young, he also learned some fighting skills from his father Jack, and some uncles in the army. It was a real combat.
Jordan simply couldn’t bear it.
"Let’s go."
Yvonne hurried to hold Zachary’s hand like a sidekick.
Just then, the man on the ground suddenly called out.
"Zachary Leinster, you can hit me, but do you need to hit me so hard?
"I’m your brother!"
Yvonne froze instantly at his words.
There was no one on the balcony, but that didn’t mean there were people watching them indoors.
Jordan’s voice was loud enough to make them hear.
Zachary’s hand, which held high end black handmade Irania leather shoes, stopped in the air.
He said coldly, "I only have one brother, and his name is Simon Leinster.
"If I remember correctly, your last name is Yale, right?"
After saying this, he took Yvonne’s hand and was about to leave.
"Although my last name is Yale, I have half of the Leinster Family’s blood in my body, and you know that clearly!"
Jordan really didn’t want to live today.
It was probably the first time he was splashed with wine and the contrast was too obvious. Yvonne, who had been pursuing him all along, suddenly didn’t like him anymore. What’s worse, she humiliated him in public, making him feel disgraced.
The second time was when he was punched black and blue by Zachary. Now he fell on the ground, and the entire upper class that he had tried so hard to blend in would look down on him.
How could he stand such an encounter when he had such high self-esteem and such inferiority at the same time?
That’s why he had the nerve to yell out the secret in public.
This time, Yvonne’s face went pale.
What?
Could Jordan be the son of Zachary’s father?
Or was he the son of Zachary’s mother?
It’s impossible...
In her previous life, his mom committed suicide in depression because his dad
cheated on her. And Jordan...
Zachary didn’t turn around this time and didn’t make any response.
He just stepped out of the balcony and walked down the steps. His icy cold eyes swept over every person in the room who was pretending to be doing something but was actually listening to the gossip, and said grimly,
"I don’t want to hear anyone talking about what happened tonight. In case of disobedience, you will suffer the consequences."
*
At night, in Lord Villa.
Yvonne had sobered up at this point.
Jordan’s words had really surprised her.
No wonder that in the world after her first rebirth, just before coming to this world, she remembered that once she was with Zachary, Jordan still wanted to harass her. Frank was so angry that handed him over to the police, and finally it was Zachary who bailed him out.
At that time, she was furious.
Zachary replied that it was the request of the Leinster Family and he couldn’t decide alone, but he would give her an explanation.
She couldn’t figure out how come he would want to help Jordan, and risk pissing Frank and her off.
Now she understood it all.
If Jordan was Jack’s son, then it’s not surprising at all.
It was quiet in the car.
"Here we are."
He said.
"Okay."
Yvonne opened the door and got out of the car.
From beginning to end, she didn’t question about Jordan’s identity.
...
That night, Zachary slept while holding her in his arms, and it was rare that he didn’t scold her or sneer at her.
Yvonne looked at his expressionless handsome face in the moonlight and said,
"You’re still awake, aren’t you?
"I know you haven’t slept."
"..." All she could hear was silence.
"Can we have a little chat?"
"It’s late, sleep."
"Actually..."
Yvonne thought it over and said, "I really didn’t know that Jordan was your brother before, because you were not alike at all. But now that I think about it, I can tell that you are different."
Apparently, Zachary was in a bad mood tonight.
If she said at first that he and Jordan weren’t alike, it would be fine. But she said "I can tell" instead, it undoubtedly made him angry.
This sentence was like a spark to ignite the powder keg.
"I’m that kind of guy in your eyes?"
His face looked terrible.
Yvonne hurriedly shook her head, "No."
"You were nothing alike. Even if I know that you’re brothers, it wouldn’t change the fact, because you don’t resemble to him at all."
"And I can tell that because you two are completely different types!"
"Oh?"
He’s intrigued.
Yvonne said these words to comfort him, and of course she meant them.
"You’ve always had a domineering demeanor, and although you don’t show your emotions easily, you’re decisive when it comes to real executions. But sometimes you can be ruthless, it’s also because someone has crossed the line, and you’re a good man with a sense of morality and responsibility.
"But Jordan Yale, he’s different.
"Although he has always given the impression of being polite and courteous, those
appearances are all false."
Zachary smiled, released his hold on her and laid flat, looking into the darkness.
"Didn’t you say that you liked his gentlemanliness and tenderness best?
"That I was unscrupulous and moody?"
What?
Did she say so before?
Hum...
No wonder this man bore such a deep grudge now, she had offended him seriously before!
"Do you really think he’s gentlemanly and tender?"
Yvonne turned on the explanation mode.
"A true gentleman, even if he doesn’t like a girl, doesn’t go around talking about it, showing it off, or shouting in public to reveal others’ secret after being punched. As for being tender,
"only the ones growing up in tenderness know what it means to be truly tender. He suffered much from his mother’s control and disdain of all walks of society when he was a child, so he’s the exact opposite of you."
"He’s tricky, relies on women to gain the reputation, lacks confidence, suffers from inferiority complex, and can’t get rid of his poor air. Listen to what he shouted to you tonight, he has resented you, your father, and your brother for a long time. Do you think a child who grew up in hatred and wrong education really knows how to be tender?"
Hearing her words, Zachary’s mood suddenly lightened up.
He was really happy, though he remained indifferent on the outside.
"Finally figured that out, good for you."
"Of course I figured that out."
Yvonne murmured, then reached out to hug him.
"It was silly of me... I didn’t understand your goodness before, and in the future, I will love you well every day."
I will love you well every day.
Across time and space, somewhere, the same words.
His heart fluttered slightly. Zachary of both worlds held their breath at this moment and a light smile spread across their faces.