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Yvonne looked at Zachary's tall figure from the back in disbelief. She stared blankly for a moment before a smile flashed across her eyes.
Yvonne felt a slight warmth from Zachary's seemingly inconsequential action.
It was akin to encountering a small flame while she walked barefooted in the dark and cold winter. Not only did the flame lit up the pathway for her, but also provided warmth to her freezing body and heart as well.
She stopped and looked at Zachary's back from a distance as she told herself.
Zachary was still Zachary. He was still the same warm and talented Zachary.
At this moment, she also decided that she would never get angry at him no matter how he berated her.
She wouldn't feel hurt at all as long as she could stay with him. Even if he insulted her, she would still feel happy as she knew those were certainly not his real intentions.
Yvonne felt so much warmth from that insignificant action.