Perfect Match: Irresistible Desire For You
Chapter 67

Feeling Patricia’s steady gaze on her, Yasmin stared at the two people before her from head to foot. The petite Patricia rested her cheek against Zachary’s broad chest and wrapped her arms around his lean waist. Yasmin’s eyes fixated on the fair skin of Zachary’s collarbones, which was exposed because of their small movements. With a smile on her face, she gave the solicited comments, “First of all, your boyfriend is handsome and fair-skinned, which makes him look like a boy toy. I suggest for him to spend more time under the sun. Second, I can tell him his fortune. He is not in good health because of his good luck in relationships—he can’t have it all. Moreover, he needs to control himself during s****l intercourse.”

By the time she had finished her commentary, Patricia and Zachary were staring at her, dumbfounded by her words and the seriousness of her tone and expression. People who didn’t know her would think that the woman dressed in cartoon-print pajamas had just escaped from a mental institution, and could not help laughing at her serious look as a fortune teller.

Patricia, who had recovered first from her frozen stupefaction, burst out laughing. “Damn. That’s so funny! Don’t worry, I’ll get him to bake under the sun for longer. Also, I’m putting him on time out for a break from all sorts of activities.”

Patricia straightened up her posture and no longer leaned against Zachary because she had a distinct impression that he was not happy. She may fear nothing, but she had enough memories growing up to make her wary of Zachary’s collection of pranks. As soon as she realized the danger she was in, she ran to Yasmin and flattered the other woman, “Yasmin, your unique insight is impressive!” After saying that, she even held up a small fist for a fist bump.

In the beginning, when Patricia asked for Yasmin’s comments about Zachary, she only wanted to replace out what the woman thought of her cousin and to see how Yasmin would react if she introduced Zachary as her boyfriend. However, she never would have guessed how blunt Yasmin’s description would be. She did not just give a positive evaluation—she was direct and insightful in the way she had read Zachary’s character. Most importantly, she did it with complete disregard of the thunderous expression on her cousin’s face.

Patricia, who was usually took any opportunity to provoke her cousin, deeply admired her for her reckless, honest opinion. ‘As expected, she’s Zachary’s weakness. My future cousin-in-law is an excellent woman!’ In her mind, Patricia fervently cheered for Yasmin.

Zachary’s face gradually darkened the longer he stared at the two women in front of him. ‘They not only made fun of my pale skin, they’re even mocking my stamina!’ Zachary was angry that Yasmin held such a low opinion of him.

Sensing the murderous intent radiating from her cousin, Patricia involuntarily moved closer to Yasmin.

Meanwhile, Yasmin stood there with a blank face, ignoring Zachary’s anger. After all, she only told the truth. Zachary’s face, which was fairer and more delicate than most men’s, was the sort that enchanted women everywhere—a perfect boy toy face. The second half of her statement referred to his womanizing ways, implying that he had too many women who exhausted his energy. She wanted to warn the two lovers not to overexert themselves in the bedroom.

Smiling peacefully, Patricia meekly stood beside the proud Yasmin, who was acting like she had nothing to do with it all. The sharp contrast between the two women left Zachary speechless. On one side stood his cousin, who was his life’s biggest headache. Standing beside her was the woman who held his heart, although he still hadn’t decided how to approach her about it. Now, he was at a loss as he watched the two of them get along splendidly.

After a few deep breaths to calm himself, he ordered Patricia with a finger pointed toward his apartment door, “Patricia, go inside!” At this point, his relationship with Yasmin was in a mess, and Patricia’s interfering possibly damaged it even more. For now, Zachary had to take her out of the picture so he could talk to Yasmin alone.

However, Patricia heard the authority in Zachary’s order and obstinately shook her head with an injured air, refusing to follow.

‘She dared refuse me?’ With narrowed eyes, Zachary walked toward his cousin and held her wrist, hissing between gritted teeth, “Get in the apartment first. I have something to tell you later.”

Patricia lifted her chin in challenge and looked up at Zachary with her sparkling eyes, seemingly saying, ‘Why, are you going to scold me?’ What she was afraid of was that her cousin might break her legs or send her packing because he’s mad at her. She had to get an exact answer from Zachary first before doing what she was told.

Seeming to have understood the expression in her eyes, Zachary coaxed her in a softer tone, “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you. Just be a good girl and go back first.”

However, the bystander Yasmin had a different interpretation of this scene. To her, it seemed like Zachary asked Patricia to go back to the apartment because he didn’t want her to witness the act between him and Yasmin. Patricia refused, leaving him to cajole her gently into giving in. During the entire exchange, the emotional connection and eye contact between the two people were undeniable. Yasmin had to admit that the relationship between the two in front of her was not the usual.

Stuck in a scene of what looked like a lover’s quarrel between the two people in front of her, Yasmin scolded herself. ‘It’s late. Do I really want to stand here and make myself miserable watching them k**s and make up? This is ridiculous.’ Quietly, she turned her back on the two and went back into her apartment.

Zachary saw her leave, but she had disappeared before he could say anything.

Patricia looked up to replace Zachary’s attention focused somewhere behind her, mouth open as if to speak up but then thought twice about it. Whirling around, she saw Yasmin’s departing back.

At the sound of the door slamming shut, Patricia turned to see Zachary looking at the door with melancholic eyes.

A small chuckle escaped her. It was clear to her as soon as she saw the expression on his face that Zachary was whipped. It was rare to see her scheming cousin looking so down.

Of course, another reason for Patricia’s glee was Yasmin’s reaction. Her back, which looked oddly lonely as she left, made her think, ‘Maybe she was unhappy about the intimacy between Zachary and me, so she left just like that. Maybe it isn’t true that Yasmin has no feelings for Zachary—maybe she just doesn’t recognize them yet. Definitely a great improvement.’

After all, onlookers often saw more clearly than the ones who were involved. She was given much food for thought—she saw with her own eyes that Yasmin and Zachary definitely had feelings for each other, and she got to see Zachary’s injured puppy look. ‘This is promising.’ Giving herself a mental pat on the back, Patricia quietly walked toward their own apartment.