A Beautiful Misunderstanding

In the morning, as soon as Essie entered the office, the secretary came. "Mr. Zac's secretary called and invited you to come to the tea house to talk about business at 3:00 this afternoon."

"Which one?" asked she. She was afraid that she misheard.

"President Rong of the Emperor, your ex- Husband. " The secretary dared not to utter the last word "husband" in fear that Essie would feel uncomfortable.

"Okay." She nodded while she was restless inside.

Did Zac want to see her?

What should he tell her?

Essie's heart began to race uncontrollably. She was like a traveler who had walked five days and nights in the desert, and was dying to see a fresh spring.

Although she had decided not to contact him anymore, her heart was so eager to see him, so eager for his touch and warm and safe embrace.

She couldn't help missing him every day.

His tall and handsome figure constantly appeared in her mind. She closed her eyes, the shadow was still there, and she reached out her hand to turn off the light. The shadow was still in the darkness. Even if she was asleep, it would linger in her dream. What was more horrifying was that her soul was longing for it, constantly surging a gentle wave. She tried to hold it tightly, so that it could never escape.

She took out her makeup bag from the drawer. Without his company, she couldn't sleep well. Every night she couldn't fall asleep, with dark circles under her eyes. She didn't eat well, either. She felt sad and lost her appetite. Her face was pale, and even her chin was sharp.

She needed make-up to make herself look energetic. She needed to hide the dark circles under her eyes, and her pale face, as well as all her sadness and haggard. She didn't want him to see her fragility.

The moment she entered the VIP room, Zac noticed that she had put on makeup which was a bit heavy. In front of him, she never wore makeup and always kept a straight face. Did she do it on purpose today?

Essie looked better than her. He had no dark circles around his eyes and no stubble on his chin. He was still very energetic and handsome.

Disappointment was like waves rolled up by the violent wind in the sea.

She was dispensable in his heart. Her existence couldn't affect his mood at all.

sound calmer than she thought.

through marriage?" He was poker

she heard he call her "Miss. Essie". Her

herself up. "This is a private issue between my sister and Fell. It won't affect the cooperation

in the eyes of Zac, "Alice came back

her back. If I didn't hire that private detective, she would still suffer in that small village." Explained Essie. Anyway, Alice was her sister, so she wouldn't think ill

mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, Zac said, "stupid and brainless! You'd better just hand the Xu's Group over to her directly.

silly girl who could not turn over even if she had become a dead duck.

nothing to do with my death." She said

do with it. You were still

room. "Then why did you come to me?" she asked. Her voice was even lower, as if she was about to faint

bloodthirsty expression appeared on Zac's face. He was a cruel demon king, heartless and cold-blooded. Anyone who dared to make an enemy to him would feel as good as

her wrong." There was a trace of terror in her voice. She

few days, and now she has already taken a fancy to Fell. Is it possible?"

love at first

she said. My guess is that she wants to gain the executive power of the Xu's Group through the

and mother, so there would be no war of power and rights between them. Moreover, she didn't care about being the CEO at all. If Alice wanted it, she could give it

saw through her at a glance. "If she is not alone, you let go of the Xu's Group, you

won't give up before my sister regain her memory. I will stay with

her families were completely different. She would be fooled and

He had hidden all his emotions, only showing a cold and sneering face. At the same time, his reason was still constantly hypnotizing himself. He did this for the sake of family interests. He had decided to blacklist

unwilling to look at him. Because the way he looked at her and talked to

do." Her voice was as low

an instant. "It's good that you know it." He said in a low voice, lifted the cup of tea on the table and took a sip, without saying

the table

was the first time she had this uncomfortable feeling after being with him

She could not make any sound as her voice was so low and hoarse. A stream of inexplicable sourness surged up from her chest and

looked at her faintly, put down the teacup and