A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Was this a swimsuit or mummy wrappings?

She stared at the swimsuit. In fact, it looked as if it belonged to a scuba diver. The only thing it was missing were the webbed sandals.

As a fashion designer who had seen multiple fashion statements, it was the first time for her to see such a conservative design!

"It fits you." A smile slid onto his face. Given that he had seen her before, Zac knew all her sizes like the back of his hand.

She wrinkled her nose. "I don't want to wear it. Not only is it ugly as hell, but it's insulting for you to think that I'll wear it!"

'He seems to be a man of good taste, so what the hell was running in his mind when he picked out this swimsuit?'

Zac shrugged. "It doesn't matter. We can always sit on the balcony and watch the sunset today." It seemed that not only would he refuse to go with her, but he also wouldn't allow her to go with Mandy!

Essie glared at the sky. For the sake of her money and Mandy, it seemed that she had to make the ultimate sacrifice.

The beach in the West was beautiful and quiet. The silver sand powdered across the ground as the cold wind brushed the waters. Being far away from the hustle and bustle of the city crowd, the air was fresh and peaceful.

Essie gritted her teeth as she mustered up all the courage she had to walk out of the fitting room.

Mandy burst into laughter. "What the hell are you wearing?"

said weakly before

Well, he did win the bet either way. How could his wife be exposed to other

curves, and it had attracted the men's attention as

all of their

to the beach were promiscuous people

his incomparable elegance overshadowed the beautiful

to wait by the roadside stall to

some fun in the waters okay," she said happily. Since Essie didn't want to be the third wheel, she hurriedly grabbed her floater into the sea to give them an opportunity to be

was warm from the sun's scorching heat. She raised her long legs and clicked along the

so why was she going farther

at him with loving eyes. "How about let's

Behind his sunglasses, his eyes were fixated

in the center, tearing across the

the sunshine. She was too busy relaxing to see

to swim, a strong wave could

Zac cursed. Taking off his sunglasses, he

could reach out for her floater, she found herself being pushed deeper into the

feet in the waters. She tried her best to float upwards, but she could already feel the currents dragging her deeper. She wanted to call for help, but