Reincarnated As the Enemy's Wife: Married the Rival, Bound by Revenge Chapter 50: Eat Something, Have a Drink, and Then?

"What happened to your hand?"

Last night, Zachary Leinster did not care about the wounds. Although Yeliz Raven had already sent the first aid kit to the room, he did not have the mood to do it.

"It’s just small injuries. It doesn’t matter."

"No, no, no." Yvonne Taylor didn’t think so. When she grabbed Zachary’s hands with her fair and tender one and saw the wounds on his palm clearly, her heart ached so much that her little face wrinkled.

"How did you get them? You seem to be scratched by glass. Why are you so careless? Do they hurt?"

Zachary’s heart suddenly softened as he looked at Yvonne’s worried look for him.

"Nothing serious."

"You’re bleeding!"

Yvonne held his hand and looked into his eyes with distress.

"Even if you don’t care, why don’t your servants and your assistants bandage them for you?"

"The blood has stopped. Don’t you want to go shopping? Let’s go together earlier and you’ll get more ti for fun."

Yvonne imdiately turned on her "loving my husband" mode and said, "You’re already like this, how can I still have the mood to go shopping? Do you have any first aid kit? I’ll get you a little... Hmm..." Before Yvonne could finish her words, her lips were forcefully kissed!

She opened her eyes wide as if she was surprised by the sudden kiss.

Zachary couldn’t restrain himself any more.

"She’s worried about . How tender she is." He thought.

Looking at Yvonne’s cherry- like mouth that never stopped, he wanted to press her against his chest and enjoy the sweet taste.

The mature man’s kiss was overbearing and enthusiastic, unlike the shy and shallow kiss of a boy.

There was always a strong possessiveness in Zachary’s kiss, as if he was going to swallow her.

The kiss lasted a long ti before Zachary was willing to let go of Yvonne.

If he hadn’t promised to go shopping with her today, he would have lost control of himself.

Yvonne’s cheeks were flushed. She murmured, "Uh... Your hand..."

"Are you so worried about ?"

"...Of course... I’m worried."

"No wonder you are my wife."

The girl blushed even more when she heard his words. "Who... who said I’m your wife?" She tried to explain, "I’m too young to be even your sister. I was just born when you were in middle school."

"Yeah, when you were in middle school, I had already graduated from the university and beca a thorn in your father’s side."

"How shaless you are...." Yvonne murmured.

Yvonne rembered that before she entered junior high school, Zachary had already visited the Taylor Family’s villa in the na of the Leinster Family. Though he was still young at that ti, he appeared to be a handso, steady and mature man. When he negotiated with Yvonne’s father leisurely, they seed to be of the sa generation. Therefore, Yvonne, who was still in primary school, regarded him as one of her uncles and called him "Mr. Leinster" for several years.

"You know that you are much older than . But you always tease . Aren’t you robbing the cradle?"

"You are a baby indeed, but I’m not old at all."

Zachary said with a playful smile, "Why don’t we try it now?"

Yvonne stretched out a finger and poked his head away from her arms.

"I won’t talk with you anymore. Let’s go shopping!"

Zachary was not in a hurry.

There was still a long way to go today. After shopping, they could eat sothing,

have a drink, and then...

Cough, cough.

.

In the Ti Building of Hiltonan...

This was the most expensive place in the whole Hiltonan, and those who were not rich enough didn’t dare to co here to hang around. It was a place to spend money, and the custors here were either socialites or superstars.

Yvonne had spent a lot of money here in her previous life, but after her rebirth, she was much more frugal. The number of tis she ca here could be counted on one hand.

She didn’t want to buy many things today. After all, the goods here were really expensive, and she was not brainless.

She casually looked at the sumr clothes and shoes, planning to buy so for special occasion.

In order to avoid the embarrassing case last ti, when Zachary bought everything she had tried, Yvonne deliberately asked him to queue up for bubble tea.

Anyway, the bubble tea store had always been very popular with a lot of people lining up there. And it would take Zachary 20 to 30 minutes to complete his task. Taking this opportunity, Yvonne quickly walked around.

At the Belline shop for ladies...

The new design had been listed. Sweet purple was popular this year, and at first glance, most of the clothes in the shop were Morandi light purple in lady’s style, elegant and fresh.

When Yvonne was standing in front of a row of dresses and chose, she heard a very unfriendly voice.

With the sound of slap, Zoila Mooney’s sharp voice ca from another direction of the shop.

"Do you know my bag is made of rare leather? Why do you pour hot water on it? Don’t you have eyes?"

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Miss Mooney. I didn’t an it. I’ll clean it with the special velvet cloth for cleaning bags in our shop..."

"Do you think a velvet cloth is useful? Do you know what rare leather ans? The water has soaked in the bag and it is destroyed!"

Zoila was no longer as innocent as she used to be. Her clothes were the most flamboyant red, her hair was in exaggerated waves, and her neck and wrist were circled by various kinds of jewelry. Maybe she wished she could wear a car.

All of her long eyelashes, high nose and sharp chin were artificial. She used to imitate Yvonne and dress herself in gorgeous style. But now, she had obviously had costic surgeries that were popular online.

Yvonne couldn’t help sneering silently when she saw how Zoila, with a crocodile-leather Hers bag in her hand, was making things difficult for the ordinary Belline shop assistant.

A leopard can’t change its spots.

"Miss Mooney, I really didn’t an it. Let clean it for you first..."

The shop assistant was a pretty girl, who was even more delicate and beautiful than Zoila.

She seed to be a young college student, who ca to work part-ti for Belline.

"No need!"

Zoila said angrily, "The bag is runed. You should compensate ."

The shop assistant bit her lips, her face red and swollen from Zoila’s beating.

Another shop assistant who knew the bag also took a deep breath.

The bag of this brand... She didn’t know if the compensation was to be shared among all the shop assistants... If that was true, each of them would have to pay at least a few thousand!

The beaten shop assistant asked carefully, "Miss Mooney... How much is the repair fee?"

"Repair it?"

Zoila burst out laughing. Then she took off the bag and threw it on the assistant’s face!

"You don’t understand human language, do you? As I said, this bag has been destroyed. I want full compensation! Three hundred thousand! Not a penny less!"

"Three hundred thousand?"

...

The shop assistant was so frightened that she almost fainted.

When she heard the number, she imdiately cried and begged Zoila, "I’m just an ordinary college student. I’m working part-ti now with one thousand per month. I don’t have three hundred thousand..."

"All right, then co with to the police station. Let’s go!" Zoila did not spare anyone. She grabbed the girl’s hand and dragged her out.

The girl was obviously afraid of her and did not dare to follow her.

She turned back to ask her colleagues for help, but no one looked up at her or spoke for her.

The little girl imdiately burst into tears and pleaded Zoila, "Miss Mooney, I’m sorry. Please forgive . I don’t have three hundred thousand... I don’t have so much money..."

"Go with to the police station!"

Many passers-by and staff of other shops were gathering to watch them.

Yvonne Taylor’s expression finally beca serious as she couldn’t bear to watch any longer. With her arms crossed, she took a step forward with her feet in sandals.

"Are you going to exchange your fake that worth two thousand for three hundred thousand cash? Zoila Mooney, are you crazy about money? Why are you so shabby? Do you want to suck the little girl’s blood?"

As soon as she said that, the whole magnificent store beca deadly silent!

Everyone was looking at Yvonne, including the little girl who had just been slapped and was in a dilemma because of Zoila.

There was a big smile on Yvonne’s drop-dead gorgeous face.

Seeing her arrogant expression, Zoila instantly gnashed her teeth in hatred!

"Yvonne, what do you an?"

"The literal aning."

Yvonne walked over and tapped the leather button of the bag with her fingers. "If it were the authentic one of Hers, the logo should be flat and doesn’t have a strong sense of swing," she explained, "the letters here are completely sunken, so your bag can’t even be counted as a high-quality fake. See the sewing here? An authentic one should be sewed with double thread, while your bag is in a ss. It’s not worth two thousand!"

Zoila’s face suddenly turned green and white.

"It’s impossible!

"Rydon gave the bag to and told he had transferred it from their

headquarters in Paris. How could he buy a fake to be perfunctory with ?" Zoila thought.

So she sneered and said, "Yvonne, you must have made a mistake. This is a Hers rare-leather bag. It’s different from your ordinary ones."

"I’m sorry, but when it cos to luxury goods, you were still playing with mud when I was appreciating the luxury goods." Yvonne Taylor did not boast. Before her rebirth, she was extrely extravagant as brainless girl born in a rich family. She specialized in luxury goods, and no one knew them better than her.

"Crocodile leather, lizard leather and ostrich leather, I’ve seen all of them. But they are not environntally friendly, and I don’t want to buy them now. As for you, your bag is quite environntally friendly, because it’s not real leather at all, hahaha..."

"You!"

Zoila was so angry that her artificial nose was almost twisted!

"Yvonne, how dare you insult like this?

"Then none of you would be able to escape today!" Zoila thought.

She gnashed her teeth and pinched her palm so hard that it bled.

"Two thousand? Your words don’t count? If you don’t pay three hundred thousand today, none of you can leave!"

"So you’re deliberately provoking ."

Yvonne was not afraid. Compare with her, Zoila was too young to act like a hooligan.

"Okay, I’ll see how you won’t let go!"

Zoila sneered.

She saw just now that Yvonne was shopping alone.

She was now Rydon’s girlfriend, and Rydon’s father was the boss of this shopping mall! It would be easy for him to deal with these girls!

Zoila imdiately made a phone call, "Hello? Rydon, I was bullied!"

"Who is it?" On the phone, the man seed to be playing gas, and his voice sounded a little impatient.

"I’m shopping in your shopping mall. Several shop assistants here destroyed the Hers platinum bag you gave last ti, but they are unwilling to apologize. I want you to dismiss them all!"

"What?" Rydon’s tone beca serious when Zoila ntioned the bag, "it doesn’t matter. Call the manager and tell him it’s my order. Just fire them."

"But there’s another woman... She’s bullying ! She insists that the bag you gave was fake!"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Rydon suddenly beca angry from embarrassnt and

roared on the phone, "Who is she? Where did this bumpkin co from? Does she understand it? Call the security guard and throw her out directly!"

"Okay, Rydon, I love you."

Zoila hung up the phone.

The shop assistants’ faces turned pale when they heard Zoila’s words. They didn’t know what to do.

"What should we do? We’re going to lose our jobs."

They all looked at Yvonne with resentnt. If she didn’t step in, they would not lose their jobs.

"Miss Mooney, this has nothing to do with us. We’ve never been involved from the beginning to the end."

Even the store manager couldn’t help but stand up and say, "Yes, Miss Mooney. The girl destroyed your bag and her should pay for it. But the other employees are innocent. As for that lady... She really shouldn’t have questioned your bag so casually. I’ve been working in this industry for more than ten years. Your bag is so beautiful that I can tell at a glance that it’s a genuine one!"

"Yes, yes, just punish them two. We don’t an to go against you."

Hearing this, Yvonne rolled her eyes.

When Yvonne was observing the fickleness of human nature, only the girl who had been bullied was looking at Yvonne with tears in her eyes.

"Miss, thank you, but I am the one who deserves punishnt. Don’t help anymore."

"If it really doesn’t work, I’ll follow her to the police station and see if I can minimize the compensation."

Yvonne sneered and said, "Don’t you understand? This woman has run out of money, and she is now deliberately blackmailing you! How can you negotiate with her? What’s there to talk about..."

"Make way, make way."

At this mont, the security guards of the mall that Zoila had just called ca.

The first thing they did was drive the other people away. "Who is disturbing the business order? Please leave now!" They shouted.

"It’s her!"

Zoila gritted her teeth and said, "I’m your manager’s girlfriend. Throw this woman out!"

The security guards imdiately beca energetic when they got to knew Zoila’s identity.

They were only the most basic security guards and did not know who Yvonne was, so they reached out to push her.

"Please go out. Don’t disturb the order in the shopping mall!"

"Yes, get out!"

At this ti, at least three groups of people had gathered at the door of Belline.

They did not understand the cause of the matter and really thought Yvonne was disturbing the order.

The scene was a little embarrassing. At this mont, a gloomy and threatening voice ca from the door.

"Let’s see if anyone dares to touch her again."

Right after Zachary Leinster ca back with bubble tea, he saw this scene as soon as he entered the door.