Chapter 422

Zachary had never publicly displayed his love before. He even made the post in his name. I held the laptop and stared at his follower count. Within a blink of an eye, the numbers increased from barely a hundred to two hundred thousand. The number rose quickly. I could not help but sigh. “He’s so popular!” Tucker saw my face of admiration and smiled. “Mr. Schick has always been well known. There are countless girls after him, and many of them wanted his contact. However, they had no way to get close to Mr. Schick, what more his contact! Now, he’s finally made a social media account. Those girls could finally have a channel to follow his updates, but he announced his engagement news!” Tucker pause a while, then unusually added a comment inappropriate to his position. “Perhaps, the only person he has in his eyes is Master only and no one else!” he exclaimed. “In the past, Mr. Schick controlled the Schick family. I had the opportunity to work as his assistant for a short few years, so I understand what kind of man he is. Master, he is worthy of your love.” I smiled and agreed, “I also agree that he is worthy of my love.” I returned the laptop to Tucker and took out my phone. I amended my account name to Caroline Shaw. Then, I gave my account and password to Tucker for him to verify my account. He helped me officially verify my account as the Schick Corporation president in a short time. I was about to share Zachary’s post on my account. Then, I saw a trending comment by a user named ‘Sir Kennedy’. The user shared and commented on the post. [Sir Kennedy: I have waited for this moment for so long! Congratulations to Mr. Schick and Miss Shaw’s marriage! Congratulations from your loyal supporter. I wish you both to be blessed with happiness!] That user felt suspicious and reminded me of Joshua Kennedy! He always had such character before we fell out. Besides, we already reconciled the morning before. In the comment thread, there were many reposted photos of Zachary and me. He still looked as handsome as always, and of course, I still looked naturally beautiful. I used to say I had exquisite features, just like a fiery beauty. I shared Zachary’s post again. [Caroline Shaw: My dearest Mr. Schick, I love you!] The moment I shared the post, I heard Tucker sigh. “Master, the content could have been more reserved,” he grumbled. I squinted back at him. “Why does it need to be reserved?” I liked Zachary. What was wrong with my public display of affection? I lowered my head and continued to read the comments. Beside the car, I solemnly told Tucker, “Previously... A year and a half ago, I thought I was going to die! I was still Dixon’s wife at that time. I even stubbornly used the Shaw Corporation and our divorce to lure him to get into a relationship with me, but he never gave me love. He didn’t even pity me! “At that time, I was… I was so petty and low to my core. Until I finally met Zachary. I finally understood what love, respect, and confidence were. I understood how to live with no regrets!” Right, confidence. No matter how perfect and strong Zachary was, I never acted so petty and low as before. At most, I felt my esteem was low at times, but low-esteem was much different than being a petty and low person. “Master,” Tucker called. I smiled and continued, “Now I’m finally blessed with such love, why should I still hide my love for him? Tucker, I want everyone to know Zachary is my man. I want everyone to know I’m happy now.” Tucker no longer bothered me about my post. “Master, as you wish.” Assistant Yair came to pick me up half an hour later. Besides him, Martti and Yara were in the car too. I got in and sat in the backseat with Yara. I asked curiously, “Why are you here with Martti?” Yara said happily, “Zachary said he’s hosting a party tonight, so he invited all of us! It’s just me, Martti, and Eason. The others couldn’t make it.” I recalled Mona and asked, “Is your sister not joining?” Yara rolled her eyes. “Martti and I never informed her.” Yara really did not fancy her sister. It was a good thing that Mona was not here, or else I would feel troubled. About an hour into the car journey, we left the borders of Tong City. I asked Martti, “Where are we going?” Martti looked towards me in the backseat. “Where did you return from today?” he asked.