"Um? What did you say?"
Yvonne felt that it was a little hard to explain, but she was determined to go straight to the point.
"I... am dating Zachary."
Hearing this, Frank's eyes instantly widened. "What?!"
"That's true. I love Zachary, and he loves me too. We've dated for a while!"
"When did it start?" Frank stood up and looked Yvonne up and down. "How far have you two developed? That bastard wouldn't have already..."
"Dad!" Yvonne was annoyed. "No, nothing happened. Zachary is a gentleman."
"Bullshit!"
Frank was so anxious that he paced back and forth. "No, you have been brainwashed by him. He is a gentleman? If he is a gentleman, what am I? Am I king of the world?"
"Dad, don't talk nonsense!" Yvonne frowned.
"He is really nice to me, and there are many things that you don't know. Anyway, I have made up my mind to marry him no matter what!"
Frank felt a severe headache, which was even worse than when she was the most rebellious.
