Night of Destiny

Shirley smiled. She had once harbored feelings for Cole. It was a naive fondness, but now she realized time had transformed those emotions into friendship.

She was not coy. She faced everything straightforwardly. Even when encountering Cole, she hoped for a sincere conversation and greeting.

At the entrance of the White House, a figure in a suit descended slowly. His pupils slightly widened for a few seconds when he saw the pair chatting in the parking lot.

Why was Cole here?

And why was Shirley talking with him?

The only man who could make Zacharias jealous was probably Cole!

Cole was pressed for time. After glancing at his watch, he said to Shirley, “Shirley, congratulations again. I wish you happiness.”

Shirley pursed her lips and accepted his wishes. “Thank you. I wish you success in your work as well.” NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

As Cole turned away, he felt a strong sense of oppression emanating from the man nearby instantly. His heart tightened slightly as he went to greet Zacharias. “Mr. Flintstone.”

“Hello.” Zacharias smiled and nodded gracefully.

Cole nodded back and then headed toward the entrance of the White House.

Shirley just realized Zacharias was there. Her gaze met his, and as he approached, she noticed that he seemed a bit jealous as he narrowed his eyes. She reached out and embraced his waist. “Are you jealous?”

Zacharias was restraining himself. He held her waist firmly and insisted, “Not at all. I know that

you love me.”

Shirley chuckled. “Mm! Being able to look at things from a different perspective is a good habit.”

“Of course. I’ve always been someone who looks at things from a third-party perspective,” Zacharias said. It was his approach that made him calm and rational.

Although he claimed not to be jealous, his hand on her waist proved otherwise. When the bodyguards approached to open the car door, he said, “Enter in ten minutes.”

The bodyguard understood immediately. Shirley widened her beautiful eyes as she was pushed into the car by the man. She had underestimated his jealousy.

As soon as the man got into the car, he leaned in for a kiss, as if he was trying to claim something. She was left feeling weak in his arms, and it took her a while to regain her senses.

It seemed that Zacharias’ jealousy was indeed substantial!

After the kiss, Zacharias didn’t seem to be that jealous anymore. Resting his forehead against hers, he gave her another peck on the lips and said, “Let’s go home!”

Throughout the journey, Shirley felt embarrassed and pretended to sleep in his embrace. The bodyguard was well aware of what had happened in the car.

Back at the Flintstone Residence, he carried her bag while she walked in casually. Then, he hung up her bag and his suit.

“I’ve asked the housekeeper not to come tonight. We’ll make dinner ourselves.”

Shirley agreed. “Sounds good!”

Sometimes, enjoying each other’s company in their own world was more comfortable than being served by others.

“Why did Cole come?” Zacharias couldn’t help but ask.

“He seems to be here to accept a mission, but I didn’t ask for specifics,” Shirley replied before reaching out to hug his neck. “Mr. Flintstone, you’re not still jealous, are you?”

“What do you think?” He countered while recalling how this girl had once pursued Cole. It made him feel uneasy.

Shirley smiled and coaxed him. “What should I do so you won’t be jealous then?”

“You’ll be on top tonight,” Zacharias stated his demand.

She huffed in annoyance while pounding his chest lightly. “You’re so annoying!”

He held her hand while looking at her charmingly irritated expression. He pulled her closer before planting a kiss. “Consider it a way to coax me.”

“But I’m hungry!” Shirley blushed slightly.

“All right. I’ll cook for you right away. Wait for me.” Zacharias chuckled and kissed her forehead before rolling up his sleeves and heading to the kitchen.