A Beautiful Misunderstanding

At midnight, Essie was still awake. She opened her eyes secretly and looked at the person beside her.

He had fallen asleep and held her gently in his arms.

He was really good-looking, with perfect and deep facial features, elegant and extraordinary temperament. He was so excellent and noble that he should have a perfect wife to match him. A defiled woman like her would really become a shadow in his perfect world, a failure.

She didn't want him to be criticized and ridiculed because of her, nor did she want to be hated and despised by him.

She buried her head, tears streaming down from her eyes and wetting his collar. He moved a little, seeming to be scalded by her tears, and slowly opened his eyes.

She turned her head in a hurry, pretending to be asleep, so that he wouldn't see her. But it was too late, and his sharp eyes had already caught her tearful eyes.

"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" He sat up and looked at her nervously.

"Nothing. I just had a dream," she shook her head and said in a low voice.

"Do you remember something?" His fingers gently stroked her face and wiped away her tears. Because of her pregnancy, the doctor couldn't give her medicine treatment, so he could only wait until the baby was born. But he really hoped that she could regain her memory as soon as possible and recall everything they had before.

"If only I could remember it." A bitter smile appeared on her face. Although the doctor said that she could be treated, she was afraid that she would never remember the past.

He gently put his arm around her shoulder and said, "don't think too much. What you need most now is to rest. Go to bed early."

She reached out her hand and gently grabbed the hem of his cloth. She couldn't fall asleep. Her heart was in a mess, like a hemp threads, entangled, unable to untie, unable to reason.

"Zac, can you tell me the truth? Do you mind that I was raped? " she couldn't help asking.

Zac was slightly stunned and held her in his arms. "You little fool, as long as you are with me, everything else is not important."

"But I... am dirty," she murmured in a low voice. Valery said that he was a neat freak and didn't want others to touch his own things, let alone his own woman.

Hearing this, he was heartbroken. His chest was burning. "Don't talk nonsense. You were just bitten by a mad dog. You will recover after the wound is healed."

'Will it?' Her heart was twisted. What should she do if the child was not his? It would always be a thorn stuck between them. It was extremely humiliating for him, and also her shame.

give birth to it. We already have Mili and Dot. We don't need a burden anymore." If it was really a bastard, its existence would always remind them of this unbearable past, and would leave a mark of humiliation on on their marriage.

take a risk? If she had a hemorrhage, her life would be in danger. And there was fifty percentage of chance that the child might be his. He decided to make a bet. Even if he

ordered, leaving no room for negotiation.

from birth to the first month before she could give her back to him. The most hateful thing was that

was the apple in his eyes. How could he bear to let this little

each other before. He had been gentle and kind since she came back. It was the first

her mind. Although she had lost her memory, it was necessary to emphasize the rules of the

little fool, listen to me carefully. I'm in charge of everything in this family. My decision is an imperial edict. You have no right to resist but to obey it. Do you

Suddenly, she found that she was a wife without any status at home. "Shouldn't you have the final say on the big thing? I have the final say on the small thing, right?" Although she had lost her memory temporarily, her inborn antipathy would not change. When it was time to fight, she had to fight

the say in trivial things." A mischievous light flashed through

we do the same before?" Essie asked,

course, this is the best way for us

Essie was speechless. Was she a

the past. Can we make new rules now?

as the principle remains the

"What principle?"

in the top, and you're

coughed hard. What's the difference? Oh my God! She married a

the consequences of provoking the big devil. She suddenly sat up, crossed her arms over her chest, and made a condescending posture, looking

thin dress, but it slipped down because of her big

tolerating for

need to rely on you to support me. Why should I be suppressed by you. I think we should discuss with each other about the family affairs, so that everyone can be

His Adam's apple was sore from the burning hire in his body. He said, "No

she often had a brain fart. Last time, Lucy and Alice were kidnapped. If she had been sober and discussed with him in advance,

what he was worried about. She was depressed. He had been stronger than her in all aspects, and he was very domineering. If she didn't fight for a position for herself, she might not

what is democratic? We should wait for the children to come back. Five people should

do it in your dream." Zac sneered, sat up straight, held her face and kissed her hard. He had deprived her of the right to speak. Now she only needed to do

day, when Essie woke up, her face turned red with shyness. She finally