A Beautiful Misunderstanding

A mixed feeling of pain, despair and rage swept over, that swallowed Zac mercilessly and brutally.

"Divorce Essie as soon as possible, so that they can be reunited." Lucy added. It was no difference to add fuel to fire.

With a strong chest and a heavy gasp, Zac was like an injured beast struggling to die. "How cruel you are, Essie!" He gritted his teeth, turned around and staggered out.

When she heard the footstep disappear, she fell to the ground helplessly. "Why did you lie to him? Why?"

"Only in this way can he give up completely and divorce you," Lucy said. Her hatred towards Mary was growing every day, and her son even made her hateful. She would never allow her daughter to be together with her son. As long as they could divorce, she would do anything.

Raising her head again, Essie found that the woman in front of her was so strange. The woman's eyes were filled with hatred, which was no longer the kind and lenient mother she knew. "I will divorce Zac, but I want a clean conscience. I can't let him think that I'm a slut." She ran out crying. Her heart ached. The moment Zac walked out, her whole world seemed to collapse.

Zac was no longer in his office, villa, or Rong Mansion. His phone was turned off, so was all his contact information. Even William did not know where he was. As if he was disappeared from the universe.

It seemed that her heart was bathing in the Arctic Ocean. There was no sunlight, no temperature, only darkness and coldness. She lay on the sofa and stared at the ceiling with empty and absent eyes. She could stay there all day without moving.

"Sister, are you sick?" Holy walked up to her and touched her forehead with concern.

"I'm fine." She weakly opened the corners of her mouth and wanted to smile at him, but the smile had not taken shape. She was in a good health, but she was sad, and could no longer smile.

"Mother called when they were having dinner. Are you going to call her back?" Holy asked.

She shook her head. Perhaps she asked about the divorce again. She didn't want to talk about it at all. Now as long as she heard her mother's voice, she seemed to be pressed by a heavy stone and she felt she could not breathe. She was so tired, so tired that she closed her eyes and didn't want to open them again.

"Sister, you haven't eaten anything all day today. How about I ask Helen to cook some noodles for you?" Holy asked with concern.

Noodles? Essie muttered in a trance again. She had unwittingly thought of the braised noodles cooked by Zac. Although he had never done anything in the kitchen before, it was his first time to cook it. He looked really awkward. He cut his finger and his arm got burnt from the hot oil.

The more she thought about it, the more she smiled and then burst into tears.

"Sister, don't cry, don't cry!" Holy was overwhelmed.

"I'm fine, just a little sad." Essie started to sob. Her heart hurt as if thousands of claws were scratching it.

"Is it because of brother Zac?" Holy stretched out his hand to wipe her tears and asked, "Did mother force you to divorce him?"

and her eyes were full of gloom, without a

love is brother Zac, not brother Hanson, right?" Holy

Essie was shocked.

She loved Zac?

love Zac?

the question and felt a pang in her heart.

Zac! Yes, she loved Zac!

replied with certainty.

time ago. That was why she cared so much about

realize it or dare to admit it.

did she want to be a substitute for Leila, neither did she want to fall into the fire and burn herself

he misunderstood her and didn't want to talk to her any more. What should she do? What should she do?

felt terrible and confused, as time passed

of for a long time suddenly came in with a

found it was Zac's message. It read, "See you in the Royal Tea Restaurant at three o'clock." The short message rejoined the hope of

ran out of the office ecstatically, jumped into the car

near the window. She saw him at a glance.

rushed into the tea restaurant at one breath and rushed to him. He looked much thinner than before. His face

When did

indifference in his eyes, as if she was a stranger. "I'm not here to talk about our old

that he was still angry. Today, she had decided to tell him everything about Mili and Dot. After taking a

words, a stack of documents were thrown towards her.

on it. You handle the rest," he said indifferently.

cold and dark sea again. Her

care of yourself." He stood up and walked out coldly. It seemed that he didn't want to stay with her any

down one drop after another, like a pearl with broken thread. His signature pen and ink melted in tears, becoming

didn't leave the teahouse. Sitting in the car, through the window, through the floor to ceiling windows, he stared without blinking

want? I am let go of you. I am freeing

steering wheel, feeling

how he had spent this week. If William hadn't found him, he might have died in extreme despair and pain.

didn't let her go before because he loved her. But now, he