A Beautiful Misunderstanding

"Leila, I can promise you anything else, except this one. If you really can't stand it, divorce me. " His voice was soft like a breeze, but it blew the storm in Leila's heart.

She couldn't bear it, she couldn't bear that there were other women around him. They were a great threat to her, and at any time, she could be pushed down from the position of Mrs. Rong. However, it was impossible for her to divorce. She would rather die in this position than be replaced by anyone.

"Brother Zac, I... I can learn, and I can slowly learn to accept it. I... I will try my best. " She gritted her teeth and squeezed the words hard and bitterly. She could pretend not to care about others, but in fact, she would not care about others. Whoever dared to threaten her position, she would kill her directly.

There was a cynical smile on the corners of his mouth. This woman used to have a beautiful face, but now in his eyes, it was just like the rotten meat on a dead body. Even just one look would make him sick.

At night, he gave her a sleeping pill, after she fell asleep, he went out and left the rest to Ford.

In the Chateau Bordeaux, Essie didn't expect that Zac would come here either. After making Mili fall asleep, she went to the bathroom.

After playing a soothing music, she lied in the bathtub.

The turbine sprinkler spat out the water, raising the turbulent waves. Her messy mood was washed away, washing away her tiredness.

She felt extremely comfortable and was about to sleep with her eyes closed. Suddenly, a big hand stretched out from the water.

She shivered and her pores almost stood up. She opened her eyes suddenly and let out a scream of horror which was stopped by her lips.

She struggled and pushed him away. "Zac, are you a ghost or a person? How did you get in here?" She roared as she was ashamed and angry.

"Let me go!"

"I'll let you go, but not now." His eyes blazed with fire of...

After a few hours, Essie calmed down. She opened her mouth slowly and said, "Leila Qin is here. How dare you come?"

"Don't worry. She will stay with Ford all the time and won't leave the villa in half a minute." Hands crossed, Zac said in a lazy and careless tone, with his head resting on his hands.

was thinking. He was strongly possessive about the universe, how could he push

much. Since he had recovered from his

big devil's mind was always unfathomable. She could never guess it with her intelligence, so she'd better not ask for trouble.

at her, Zac keenly captured her complex and entangled expression. He stretched

big black eyeballs rolled two times, showing a little light. "Well... I'm inviting Mrs. Rose and Irene to our villa tomorrow. Courtesy demands reciprocity. " She was good at finding excuses

flashed a smile. Before leaving, he didn't have to go to

call, Mrs. Rose drove here

lunch for them. She wanted to have Mrs. Rose and

it looks delicious. Mrs. Rong, you are so good at cooking." Irene gave a

time, I really miss it," she said.

suffering from Alzheimer's disease, no one has cooked Chinese food for us." Irene pouted. A trace of depression flashed across

better than the cooks in the restaurant." She never forgot to praise her

eat spicy food, so I've made the dishes with a light taste," Essie said with smiles on her face. She served Mrs. Rose

and nodded slightly. "It's delicious. It's said that if a woman wants to tie up a man, she has to first tie up a man's stomach. Is it because Mr. Rong loves the cooking skills of

Zac said with a light smile, looking at Essie with gentle eyes. But sEssie didn't look at him, nor did she notice his eyes. She lowered her head and ignored the

hear his perfunctory reply.

came to this topic, he would walk the walk. Because he didn't love her. In his eyes, she was just a headache fool. All her advantages were dispensable to

she felt like her heart was sinking at the bottom of the sea, cold, without any trace of warmth. She even began to hate

took a sip of the soup. Coconut juice was slightly sweet, but she couldn't taste any sweetness in

together," she murmured as if she was mad at someone.

sudden cold air had frozen. The corner of his mouth slowly dropped, and his

didn't know the relationship between the two of them, nor did she sense the change of their expressions. "So it is." she replied in a low voice, which

kindly, "The relationship between childhood playmates

do Mommy. They often bite their

fit of coughs at

of red cooked pork to block the little girl's

you have a lovely daughter." Irene smiled to ease the embarrassment in the air,