A Beautiful Misunderstanding

But this time, it was another blow to her. She knew that she was unable to forgive him this time, and she also knew that he didn't love her at all.

"I didn't expect that you would come to me." She murmured with bitterness and disappointment.

"Good. You have a clear estimation of yourself." Zac said in a cold tone, which made her heart tremble.

She sat up and looked for some clean clothes to wear in the wardrobe. Her stuff didn't move at all, as if someone was still waiting for her.

How come? She couldn't believe it. Now that Leila had visited him, she should have packed all her belongings and thrown them away to make room for Leila.

"Today is Saturday. Do you still need to go to the company?" Zac said in a low voice.

"Holy won't go to school today. I'm going to take her to the Sea World." Someone knocked at the door while she was talking. "Daddy, are you still sleeping?" a young voice came.

Hearing that, Zac was shocked. He quickly jumped up from his bed. He had forgotten that every Saturday, Mary would send Rabi here to spend the weekend with him.

This time, Essie was in a panic and wanted to hide herself in the closet. Zac pulled her from behind. "Is it necessary to hide?"

He seemed to be right. He was her ex-husband and she was his ex-wife. They did not get married again. What was she worried about?

She breathed a sigh of relief, tidied up her hair, and followed him to the door of the room.

As soon as Zac opened the door, Rabi jumped into his arms. Zac held him in his arms and kissed his cheek. "You're here so early. Why don't you stay at home and sleep a little longer?"

"I miss daddy." Rabi asked in a childish voice. He looked at the person behind him and asked, "Daddy, she is not aunt Leila, is she?"

Hearing this, there was a flash of anger in Essie's eyes. It was sure that this bastard of Zac often took Leila home to sleep, or else the child would not say such words.

"She is..." But before Zac could finish his words, Rabi's excited voice came through, "she is my mommy. She is Rabi's Mommy." He shouted and pointed at the digital frame on the wall with his little hand, on which photos of two people were being taken.

could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Zac's voice. "Right, Rabi is really smart.

to him like that?'

heart operation. Rabi was half a year older than Dot. However, when Essie was hugging Rabi,

of a sudden. Who on earth was Rabi's father? Why wasn't Rabi taken care by others

Essie, the

'If you want to leave, you should leave thoroughly and never show up again for a lifetime.

see, auntie." Essie changed her call to Mary. There was a flash of hatred in her eyes. Mary realized that it was better not

like other children," Rabi clapped her hands happily

not your mother. She's just daddy's friend." Mary didn't want him to get the

as Rabi heard Mary's words, he flung his arms around Essie's neck, pouted and cried, "she's my mom. She looks exactly like the

heart was beating fast again. Every child wanted to have a complete family. There were a father and a mother in the family. Mili and Dot had always

the child to comfort him. Hearing that, Rabi finally stopped crying. He pulled Essie

baby is still young. Don't let him know what he shouldn't know." He was obviously annoyed. Mary was depressed. Was he going

his mother, he was in a good mood and had a good appetite. He said that he wanted to eat

this congee with minced pork is more delicious than our home cooked porridge. Rabi likes it."

she cooked it, they would eat a

The little

looked at them and said with a smile, "I didn't expect

mother

before. If the child was

to be with

about but she just wanted to stimulate her

is going to the Sea World."

a tramp who once fought fiercely against Valery. Mary was afraid that she might shift the resentment to Rabi and

mother to destroy this trip plan. He was happy to see that Rabi took the initiative to be close to Essie and that Essie didn't have any grudge against him.

child. It's good for her to go out often. Besides, Essie and I will take good care of