Chapter 827 Raymond’s Escape
Cherise stared at Damien, eyes wide. “Raymond’s gone?!”
Damien patted her back. “Yep. It was an urgent situation. I have limited connections in Ziphon, so I asked Zac for help. That’s why he was grumpy on his wedding night..”
Cherise’s mind drew a blank, “But… how?”
Though Damien and she weren’t there to guard Raymond, Mr. Kolson, Mr. Hampson, and Blake were! These weren’t just any men; they were practically ninjas! And Raymond was barely alive after those injuries. He couldn’t just walk out, right?
Damien sighed, pulling Cherise close. “It’s Gwenn. She found someone to fake being your dad, fooled everyone, then switched him with Raymond.”
Cherise feels like she’s been hit by a brick. “What?! So…”
Lyra’s voice barely a whisper, “So Zac left last night… not because of me?”
Zachary slumped beside her and managed a weak smile. “Spot on, Lyra.”
The truth slapped her like a cold fish.
Zachary was in the middle of a crisis, and she threw divorce at him like a ticking bomb? Seriously, Lyra?
Her cheeks burned with shame. Wish she could vanish right into the floor.
Zachary smiled at Lyra and said softly, “Lyra, come sit with me.”
Lyra hummed and walked over, sitting a little further away than usual.
She was shy but always careful not to upset him.
Zachary saw the gap and sighed.
He remembered preaching to his friends in school about maintaining a respectful one- meter buffer with girls they weren’t close to. Now, his own wife mirrored that same cautiousness.
“Lyra,” he said gently, “what did you just call me?”
“Zac,” she mumbled, her cheeks like blushing apples.
Zachary playfully mimicked Damien’s action, stretching his arm and pulling her closer by
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the shoulder. “Hey, it’s time for new names! We’re married now, remember?”
Lyra’s face practically glowed red. “Uh… Zachary…?”
Zachary laughed. “Silly goose, we said ‘I do’ yesterday! How about hubby or something sweet like that?”
Lyra trembled in his embrace, then looked up, her face radiating shyness. “Hubby…” she whispered, almost inaudible.
Her blushing checks were as tempting as ripe berries. Zachary couldn’t resist gently tilting her chin and k*ssing her lips tenderly.
Lyra held onto the sofa, her b*dy frozen yet still.
Cherise and Damien exchanged a knowing glance and then quietly made their way out.
Seated in the car, Cherise spoke in a low voice, “Dad has a soft spot for Gwenn. If he discovered that Gwenn used him to provide cover for the monster who raped Mom, he would devastate. Perhaps we should keep it under wraps for the time being.”
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