The prince

Yaritza lowered her gaze and asked, "Are you talking about Chase Christensen?"

"I don't like that person. My instincts don't like him, and my intuition rejects him."

"Because of me?"

Zachary shook his head and said, "No!"

Yaritza pondered for a moment and asked, "Did you come back this time because Chase Christensen got married? Because of me?" Zachary had traveled to so many places, why did he intentionally come back here?

"Chase Christensen getting married has nothing to do with me, but you have a connection with him because you like her," Zachary tilted his head in contemplation for a long time before saying, "It just feels strange."

"What's strange about it?"

Zachary looked at Yaritza and said, "It's strange to see you struggling, to see you in pain."

Yaritza laughed and said, "Which eye of yours saw me struggling and in pain?"

Zachary playfully teased Yaritza's thin chin, glanced at her with a sly smile, and asked, "By the way, Graham, who do you long for?"

Yaritza's eye