Rebecca put on a cold expression. "This is my private life. Don't I have the right not to answer?"

She was about to push him away, but he pinned her arms against the wall, preventing her from breaking free.

"Zachary, let go or I'm calling the police!" Rebecca frowned, her tone very firm.

"Go ahead, call them," he eyed her. Something was slowly burning in his gaze.

Rebecca looked at his face, feeling indescribably hurt inside.

She knew he didn't love ...