âDo you think Tristan Coleman is stronger than me?â
âDo you think Iâm not as good as Tristan?â With Alex Rockefeller staring at her while he asked those
straightforward questions, Zendaya Stoermer froze
for a moment. After that, she shook her head gently. âNo, thatâs not it. Can you not ask me questions
like that?
You know that youâre the only one in my heart. Itâs true in the past, itâs true now, and itâll always be true
in
the future.â Alex moved his head a little closer to Zendaya and stared at her lips. The two were so close
that they could inhale the carbon dioxide from each otherâs breath, which still had
warmth to it. âYouâre lying!â
Alex smiled and said softly. âIâm not.â Zendaya slowly backed away with a panicked look in her eyes.
She also seemed a little nervous. âI
can swear.â
âWhatâs the use of swearing? You stole my virginity on the boat that day. Now, youâre going to get
married
to Tristan. Tell me, arenât you intentionally cheating on me? How can you still tell me that Iâm the only
one
for you? What do you mean by that?â Alex said. Zendayaâs facial expression became increasingly
worse. Tears escaped her eyes. âDonât cryâ¦â Alex said softly.
âI⦠I didnât lie to you. I plan to kill myself to protect my virginity! If we canât be together in this lifetime,
thereâs still the nextâ¦â Alexâs heart trembled. He couldnât believe this. If he hadnât come sooner to
check on her, wouldnât it all be too late if he showed up on the day she was
supposed to be engaged?
After a moment of fright, Alex began to feel angry. He pushed Zendaya away angrily.
Zendaya fell forcefully backwards. There was a large and wide bed behind her. Zendaya fell on her
back, and she let out a soft cry from the shock and pain. âIf you dare to kill yourself, Iâllâ¦â Alex couldnât
think of anything to threaten Zendaya after a long while. âIâll become a monk in the next lifetime. Who
would want to be in a relationship with you? A woman who
chooses to kill herself doesnât deserve to be loved by a man,â Alex said in the end. âWhat do you want
me to do? The problem isnât Tristan. I know youâll be able to surpass Tristan one day. In
fact, youâll even be able to trample Missouriâs Coleman family under your feet. But there isnât time left
now!
Not only the Coleman family, but the entire Michiganâs Stoermer family and even Alaskaâs Stoermer
family
are looking forward to this marriage. I canât drag you into this. You canât beat the Stoermer family and
the
Coleman family if they work together,â Zendaya said. Alex acted as if he hadnât heard anything she
said. He looked down at her, as if he was judging her. Alex gently leaned forward. âI came to tell you
one thing. That night, you shouldnât have drugged me.â
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorryâ¦â Zendaya felt ashamed of herself.
âI wanted to tell you to be more confident in yourself. Even without the drugs, youâd still succeed,â Alex
said. âHuh?â Zendaya said. Alex sighed. He wiped away her tears and spoke in a soft voice. âYouâve
lost weight. Have you not been sleeping or eating
well lately? Were you thinking about nothing but death?â Zendaya nodded at first, but she then shook
her head. âIâve been thinking about nothing but you.â Alex couldnât possibly return such a huge favor!
After hesitating for half a second, he pressed himself against Zendaya.
If the woman before him was Waltz Fleur, he wouldnât have taken such initiative. However, she was
Zendaya. They had already had sex. The hurdle in his heart was practically non-existent. After doing it
for the first time, they were bound to do it the second time, and the third timeâ¦
Xyla Stoermer was in Zendayaâs room. Kazim Stoermer was still lying unconscious on the floor. Five
minutes passed.
Fifteen minutes passed.
Fifty minutes passedâ¦
Zendaya began to feel anxious. Why hadnât the two of them returned yet? Shouldnât they have finished
saying whatever they needed to say?
The problem was, once Kazim woke up, or if Carey Stoermer entered, Zendaya wouldnât be able to
explain
herself. If her father found out, the consequences would be even more severe. âCould they haveâ¦
eloped?â