A Beautiful Misunderstanding

With his left hand, Zac grasped Essie's waist tightly. And using his other hand, he threw her floater to Mandy. "Hold it. Don't damage it again," he warned, before bringing his attention back to Essie.

Mandy didn't like the way he had ordered her out! Essie, on the other hand, was too scared to be reacting. With her forehead oozing sweat, she asked, "What about me? What will I do? I can't swim!"

"You got me!" After flashing her a mischievous smile, he grabbed her arms and placed them around his neck.

Flushed with shyness, she stared at him angrily and was overcome with an urge to kick him. But her life depended on him, hence she didn't dare to do anything crazy. Instead, she clung onto him like he was her last hope.

Knowing too well she was doing this only because she had no other choice, Zac let out a smile of victory. As he took back his arm from her waist, she fell into his arms.

"If you are afraid of drowning, then be obedient. Don't move!" he spoke in a presumptuous tone and was proud that his ruthless and shameless trick was working. At present, her condition was akin to that of a meat on the chopping board, waiting for him to cut her into pieces.

Essie. She slammed the sea angrily, causing the waves to splash

helpless!' she thought. Suddenly, a thought popped into her mind. "Zac, you did all of this on purpose, didn't you? If our friendship is destroyed then you are the sole reason behind it! I will never forgive you for the

Zac was overcome with rage as well. "Well, if you had told her our marriage

absurd. I hid it because I was afraid it would ruin our friendship. I did it for myself as well. Flash marriage and flash divorce are not things I am proud of. I have

shone on his handsome face, but it couldn't light up his dark eyes. He wondered why she hadn't considered turning this mistake into something good. He wished she would ask him to actually be her husband! 'Why does she keep

bothers you so much, why don't you just marry me

kidding. Pouting prettily, she said, "You won't like me, will

he asked challengingly. His voice was soft, more like a whisper. It brushed through her

tried to smile at him, but the smile was blown away by

far, she had gathered nothing except his name and age. Nor did he ever attempt to