A Beautiful Misunderstanding

"The wine of Rose Manor is so good, but unfortunately, it can only be brought to the European market. If only we can introduce it to the domestic market." She tried to change the topic.

"The scale of the rose wine shop is relatively small, so it is not suitable for large scale production. If we want to expand the market, we need a lot of money," Zac said slowly.

With a look of pity on her face, Essie said, "Before I go back, I must buy some bottles of wine from Mrs. rose in the manor. I'll store them and drink them slowly."

Zac touched her head with a playful smile on his face. "I just realize that you're a drunkard."

Leaning against the sofa again, she took a sip of the wine. Recently, her life was in a mess, and there were many unpleasant things. She needed to use the power of alcohol to relieve her restlessness. No matter how strong a person was, his or her tolerance capacity was limited. If the pressure kept on increasing and he or she couldn't get rid of it, he or she would collapse sooner or later.

"People who are good at drinking are all people who try to escape from reality. I can't escape." She looked at the rose like liquid in her glass, with a bitter smile spilling over the corners of her mouth.

Holding her slender shoulder, Zac said, "You have to remember that you are not alone." He would always be there for her, protect her from wind and rain, and shelter her from dangers.

"Are you reliable?" She sneered, with a skeptical expression. She didn't dare to hold too much hope on him, in case she would be crushed into pieces by the frustration.

He rested his chin on her shoulder. Her scorching breath spread over her neck, making her skin painful. "If I am not reliable, you are miserable." His words sent chills down her spine.

one day he changed his face, she didn't even know how

circle on his chest. "In my heart, I still hope that you can be reliable. After all, you are the only person I am willing to trust now." She changed her tone quickly and changed her strategy to use sugar

face. "It's good that you know it." Those who suit their actions to the time are wise. Since the

silently, Essie didn't say anything more. Instead, she raised her glass and drank up the rest of the wine in it, so the hatred in her heart could be diluted a

She loved him to the core and she hated

that she would not lose the game, at

the night began

a bowl of bird's nest congee. Ever since she came to Provence, she had been suffering all kinds of conditions. It took her only a few minutes to catch a cold after she felt a little better from the suffering of the rotavirus. It seemed that

immediately

working in the study," the servant replied.

nodded and felt relieved. When she was about to get up to

piece of bad news. Essie is in Provence now. She lives in the Bordeaux Estate located south of the town called Les Baux. I guess she

brows twisted. Her eyes were burning

follow us to Provence?