Zachary didn't say anything, just took off his suit and indifferently flung it onto the couch.
Yvonne looked at him.
Experience taught her that whenever this man didn't talk, it meant he was angry.
And now he's not talking and he threw things.
Well, he's angry, and things would be terrible now.
Yvonne shrank back in the bed.
"What did I do to... piss you off?"
Zachary was just about untied his tie and dropped it on the couch.
Yvonne was too nervous to talk to him now.
She shrank back again, "What are you... doing?"
Without even one word, Zachary looked at her for a moment, then undid his cufflinks and placed them on the bedside table.
He stared at her.
"Ah!"
In the next second, the man's body plunged down.
He was like a big dark could which was going to completely cover Yvonne.
He would almost devour her totally!
Zachary was furious.
He pinned her to the bed. "You wild little fox." he said in heart.