Chapter 332 He, Seized Love with a Sword!

Penelope, the love rival, was also completely dumbfounded. She never expected that Zackary would openly prevent her from getting close to other men.

After being dumbfounded, Penelope found it extremely ridiculous. They were ex-husband and ex-wife, who had long since parted ways. Now, let alone her just dancing with another man, even if she wanted to sleep with another man, he had no right to interfere!

Ignoring the burning anger in Zackary's eyes, Penelope gently took Everett's hand, continuing to dance gracefully with him to the music.

The crew had played a rather upbeat dance tune for them, but upon careful listening, the music carried a heart-throbbing tenderness.

Penelope hadn't expected that Everett, a man who seemed unattainable and always serious, could actually dance, and moreover, he danced extremely well.

The two of them, with their particularly harmonious heights, coupled with their above-average skills, worked together with an indescribable tacit understanding.

With a twirl, Penelope gently turned, nestling into Everett's arms. His lips, gliding over her forehead, carried a strong sense of restraint.

Following the dance steps, next, Everett was supposed to raise his arm, allowing Penelope to leave his embrace. She gently twisted, her skirt fluttering, drawing out a series of dazzling arcs.

But holding her like this, Everett was somewhat reluctant to let go.

He didn't continue with the dance steps. With a strong pull, Penelope lost control and spun around. Her little head drooped slightly, hitting right against his chest.

She seemed to not understand why he had suddenly changed his dance steps. She lifted her face, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

The perplexed radiance in her eyes seemed to gradually turn into starlight. Paired with her naturally charming face, it was indescribably captivating.

Everett knew, she was willing to dance with him, she just didn't want to embarrass him during the show. She only saw him as a friend, he shouldn't have been abrupt with her. But looking at her close-up face, he was as if bewitched, he couldn't help himself.

He lowered his face, his lips inching closer to hers.

Seeing Everett's large hand resting on Penelope's waist, as she gently swayed in his arms, dancing lightly, Zackary couldn't help but recall a time when their affection was strong, and they too, had danced together.

That was a group dance party.

The couples who participated could all receive a small prize.

They happened to pass by that square, she found it interesting and pulled him to dance gracefully on the square.

The two of them worked together seamlessly. Initially, other couples were still around them, dancing together.

Later, the two of them became the center of attention. Everyone involuntarily stopped and cheered for them.

That night, under the jeering of the crowd, they found it hard to part.

He had never danced a duet before, but her dancing skills were truly exceptional. Coupled with their unspoken understanding, under her guidance, he surprisingly seemed like a highly skilled dancer.

He originally wanted to make that kiss last until the end of time, but she was shy. After a few kisses, her face turned red. She didn't even bother to collect her prize, instead, she grabbed his hand and ran out of the square.

He was not yet satisfied.

It wasn't that she was addicted to dancing, but rather, to her, it was like eating opium.

So, after returning to his rented small apartment, he, who usually didn't like listening to music, unusually played some music, asking her to continue dancing with him.

The dance didn't go as planned.

She had just slid into his arms when he lost control. The tender embrace was merely a prelude, the endless madness was the main theme of that night.

Could it be, tonight, she and Everett, just like that night years ago, after dancing in front of everyone, would return to their suite for a night of passion?!

Zackary had just pulled himself out of his thoughts when he saw them, the two of them, already so intimately entwined.

Zackary couldn't bear it anymore.

The director saw this scene and was exceptionally excited. He was afraid to disrupt the romantic atmosphere, so he didn't dare to shout loudly. Instead, he just waved vigorously at the cameramen.

The photographers understood implicitly and all simultaneously aimed their cameras at Penelope and Everett.

The more Richard looked at Penelope and Everett, the more he felt that this handsome man and beautiful woman were a match made in heaven.

Feeling too lonely just admiring this perfect couple by himself, Richard couldn't help but grab someone next to him, his eyes sparkling with heart-shaped bubbles as he began to speak.

"Mr. Murray and Penelope were such a match! They were simply a handsome man and a beautiful woman, a pair made in heaven!"

"Oh! Darling, let our passion burn fiercely! Better yet, let it burn all night long, a man and a woman alone in the same room, like dry wood to a raging fire... hehehe..."

Richard particularly wanted to seek some resonance. Just as he was about to ask the person who had grabbed his hand if they also thought that Penelope and Mr. Murray particularly looked like a married couple, he saw Zackary's face, which had already turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Richard was so scared that he was shaking. He never imagined that what he had grabbed would turn out to be the hand of this giant Buddha.

"Mr....Mr. Zackary...."

Zackary paid no attention to the director. Seeing Everett's lips about to touch Penelope's, he violently shook off the director's hand, and with a heart full of rage, he charged in their direction.

Penelope hadn't expected that Everett's lips would suddenly press against hers.

She was stunned by the situation, and after she came to her senses, she instinctively wanted to keep some distance from him.

However, before Everett's lips could touch hers, before she had a chance to pull back, his arm was firmly grabbed by Zackary.

"Everett, I told you, if you're addicted to dancing, I'm with you!"

Saying this, Zackary abruptly pushed Penelope aside without any further discussion.

Penelope weakly looked at her empty hands, had she been robbed of love by her ex-husband?

"Chop, chop, chop!"

The director was immediately stunned by the situation. After he recovered, he quickly instructed the cameramen to cut off the footage they had just shot.

Feeling the tense atmosphere between Penelope, Zackary, and Everett, he became even more certain that Mr. Zackary's feelings for Mr. Murray were far from pure!

Richard was really afraid of Zackary, but back when he was just a small, unknown extra being bullied in Gogwood, Cornelia had bravely stepped in to help him.

Thinking of how Cornelia had bravely helped him in the past, Richard felt that, no matter how much he feared Zackary, he should advise him.

Richard nervously approached Zackary, "Mr... Mr. Zackary, please let go of Mr. Murray! You really, really can't have these thoughts about Mr. Murray! Mr. and Mrs. Spencer have been waiting to have grandchildren..."

Richard had a look of desolation. He took a deep breath, gathered his courage and said, "Mr. Zackary, you and Mr. Murray, cannot have children!"