A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Essie didn't ask any more. She caressed Holy's head and went to get some water.

In the following day, she was drowsy. Although it was not a bid deal to get a cold, she had a nasal mucus and a headache, which made her uncomfortable.

In the evening, as soon as she walked out of the building, she was stopped by the Lamborghini of Zac.

"Get in the car." He gave an order.

She opened the door and sat on the copilot seat, "I am wearing a mask. Can you recognize me?"

Zac glanced at her. He could even find her even if his eyes were closed, not to mention his eyes were open. "Have you taken pills?" Zac asked lightly and reached out his hand to touch Essie's forehead. It was good that Essie didn't have a fever.

"Yes, I have." She nodded. The medicine Holy gave was good and she would take this brand in the future.

As soon as they got back to the villa by the lake, Sage came out from the kitchen and said, "You are back. I have just made the soup. Please drink it while it is tepid."

"That's great to have a soup." She had a bad appetite and wanted to have some soup now.

"This partridge with fish and pear soup is good for the person who has a cold. It helps to clean the throat." Said Sage as she filled two bowls.

After a short pause, Essie asked, "how do you know I have a cold, Sage?"

"I don't know." Sage shook her head, "it was Mr. Zac who asked me to cook soup at night. He also said it must be suitable for people who have a cold."

"Okay." Essie nodded and turned to look at Zac in astonishment. "Do you have a cold, either?"

"Shut up. Have some soup." Zac flicked her forehead with a sullen face. This woman talked too much.

Feeling wronged, she touched her forehead, lowered her head and stopped talking. She focused on drinking the soup in case of being rejected.

When she finished the sou[, she thought it would be time to eat the pills. She went to her handbag to take the pills. However, she did not find the pills after she looked all over the handbag.

"God." She lowered her head dejectedly.

"Do you forget the medicine?" Zac asked casually.

"How do you know?" Said Essie, curling his lips.

"It's always your style to be lost." Zac said with a mocking look.

medicine, she might

was depressed, a box was handed to her. Her eyes lit

this brand. I've taken them too. They're

fortunate for him to keep a box of medicine. Otherwise, he would have to go out to buy

another bag of

a moment. Didn't he catch a cold? Why did

Now

like to drink something in case you were infected

his eyes on the computer. It seemed that he didn't want to talk to her any

look at

you design all these?" She asked casually.

Zac didn't respond.

mahjong. Can't it be knocked down?" She widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief

her head and said, "these are all works of this

a smile rippling on her face, and said, "I knew it. Your

sofa and crossed

hands and said with

her forehead with a sneer. It

covered her nose, sneezed, and stood up dejectedly. "If you think I'm annoying, then I'll go back first." She

and pulled her back. She fell into his arms. "I won't let you go easily." He held her chin and

but all kinds of resistance was in vain, not to mention

caught a cold, he let her go this time. Soon she fell asleep deeply. However, her husband didn't sleep well last night. As she was too sleepy, she kept kicking the quilt and made him couldn't sleep well. He tucked her in repeatedly.

He didn't want to take care of her, but she was lying next to him. She looked so ugly because of the cold and snot, which had a bad influence on his sleep. So

opened her eyes and saw that he had two big dark circles under his

woman. Your sleeping looks are getting ugly." He flicked her

She scratched

snorted. She didn't kick him

when my nose

He stared at

get the cucumber for him, but he dragged her back and wrapped her with the quilt. "Boring, put

for her clothes. But when she was getting dressed, she sighed melancholy. It was so difficult to serve the young

there was something flashing in his eyes. He seemed to think of something and asked in a low voice, "what do you plan for the

I'll visit daddy and grandparents to wish them happy." However, she didn't mention Mary. She didn't want to see Mary, neither did she want to bow

have the family reunion dinner with us. It doesn't matter if you don't want to do it." His indifferent tone was like a cold wind