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.

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

could Zac let her 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

birth to it. Don't think too much," he ordered, leaving no room for negotiation. She was his little fool, so he

could give her back to him. The most hateful thing was that she had to suffer the pain of pregnancy and childbirth. Now she vomited so much that she couldn't eat anything. It

could he bear to let

by his tone. She didn't remember how they got along with each other before. He had been gentle and kind since she came

her memory, it was necessary to emphasize the rules

decision is an imperial edict. You have

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,

things." A mischievous

we do the same before?"

course, this is the best way for us to get along with each other." Zac

was speechless. Was she a masochist before?

don't remember what happened in the past.

as long as the principle remains the

"What principle?"

and you're in

hard. What's the difference?

of provoking the big devil. She suddenly sat up, crossed her arms over

wore a thin dress, but it slipped down because of

that had been tolerating for many days erupted to the extreme in an

me tell you, men and women are equal now. I'm an independent person and don't 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

Adam's apple was sore from the burning

fart. Last time, Lucy and Alice were kidnapped. If she had been sober and discussed with him in advance, she would not have fallen into the trap of the enemy. Therefore, the green light couldn't be turned on. They could only turn red to the end.

than her in all aspects, and he was very domineering. If she didn't fight for a position for herself, she might not even have a say at home in

know what is democratic? We should wait for the children to come back. Five people should vote together to decide who

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

red with