A Beautiful Misunderstanding

"Our families have a history of conflict and opposed the relationship between the two of us. Otherwise, we would have been married." Leila truly believed that her relationship with Zac wasn't able to develop further because of the dispute between the two families.

Mandy sneered, "If you truly loved each other, you could overcome any obstacle. I'm afraid to say but I think he simply didn't love you enough."

"Do you know who else has the freedom..." Leila stopped before she could finish her words when she realized a secret almost slipped her mouth. Zac had made her promise never to expose his true identity. Besides, if they found out that he was actually from a rich and famous family, all the girls would do anything they could to take him away from her.

Essie watched them with a sympathetic look in her eyes. From Leila's statements, she concluded that Zac was disliked by her family because of his poor background. Therefore, they couldn't have a solid foundation for their relationship. However, Zac was no longer poor nor unemployed. He deserved some recognition at least for having been able to buy himself a house and having a rich aunt.

She sat there watching the two girls as these thoughts passed through her mind, when she saw Zac walking towards them.

"Have a seat here, Zac!" Leila and Mandy both said, almost in complete synchrony.

girls for a long while before he finally decided

but have a triumphant

lowered her eyes to the ground. The

have already left without hesitation. She was not the kind of person who had the courage to walk straight into a wall and pursue a relationship that didn't belong to her. For this reason, when she was unable

so you can't get it. The moment you have lost all hope, it suddenly appears out

and even if it seemed as though she was being dragged down, she was still able to find the courage in her heart. She quickly recovered from

with a gloating smirk. She knew instantly how Zac liked to drink his coffee because she had known him the

simply nodded with plain face. Once again, the same smug expression beamed from Leila and she said to the waiter, "A cup of black coffee with a 92℃

again, Mandy felt like she was close to going off to the deep end. She dubiously kicked Essie's leg under the table. She hinted for some help from Essie, who had been silent and

the cup of coffee in front of her and held it in front of Zac. "Mandy is right, you know. This cappuccino is the best I've ever tried. It