A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 169 To Tick You Off (Part One)

"You idiot, if you want me all to yourself, then you can just say so. You don't need to be jealous." His teasing tone hid his disdain and dissatisfaction toward her.

Essie shot up from the bed and glared at him with hands on her hips. "I have no interest in you whatsoever," she ground out angrily. "I'm a neat freak. I hate it when you lay your hands on me after touching another woman. Never touch me again, you filthy person!"

"So I should guard my purity for you?" He turned around, resting his chin on one hand, and gazed at her playfully.

Essie rolled her eyes. "It is called clean living. If you go out all day and mess around with someone else, God knows what sort of diseases you might catch." She snorted.

He reached out his hand and stroked her head. With a worried look on his face, he said, "You idiot, I find that you are more and more stupid. It's really troublesome."

Troublesome? That word again?

If Essie never heard that word again in her entire life, then that would still be too soon. That word should never have existed. She was so furious that she could almost feel her ears and her head pour out steam.

"Zac, if you find me so troublesome, then why did you have to go to such lengths to take me back? Do you have masochistic tendencies? Do you enjoy suffering that much?"

"Probably!" He shook his head mournfully and sighed. "I've become used to your abuse. When I don't get mistreated by you for a few days, I start feeling extremely uncomfortable."

"Well, far be it from me to make you suffer. From this point onward, I promise I'll make you feel extremely comfortable every day," she said through gritted teeth.

the same as making love. You can always use that conversion if you don't want to beat or torture me." After delivering those lines, Zac

she lay back and threw the

days had left her exhausted,

time she opened her eyes. He probably was

went downstairs and

awake," Ann greeted with a

clothes. Ann said, "You must be hungry. We have to wait a little longer for lunch. Mr. Zac got up before dawn. He said that he would make braised noodles for

the kitchen. She slept too late that she would have missed this year's funniest

(not literally) and hid behind the door frame to spy

aids, and Linda was hovering worriedly by his side.

isn't my first time

once offered to help her cut the vegetables that time in her small apartment. That was the first time he entered a kitchen, wasn't it?

the world was he thinking? Even if she were here only because she

confusion, Linda's voice resounded again, "Mr. Zac, why don't you let

braised noodles that I made." Zac shook his head. He already had a bad record. He still hadn't had the chance

Linda to bring the ham over. Essie was a voracious carnivore, and she should get her meat. He chopped up some tomatoes, and then prepared the sauce as Linda had instructed.

first. You don't want

several painful-looking blisters on his arm. Suddenly, the drama didn't seem so funny anymore. She blinked, trying

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