A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 165 We Won't Be Able To See Each Other Again (Part One)

"Hanson is your son. How could you do this to him?" Essie couldn’t suppress her anger. She glared at him and clenched her fists.

Jobson didn’t wait for a second to answer her question. "You’re right. He’s my son. That’s exactly why he should do what I tell him to do." His voice sounded cold and ruthless.

When they stepped out of the elevator, eight tall and brawny men in black stopped them and stood in their way.

"What are you doing?" Jobson sounded alarmed. Seeing the men in front of them, he thought they looked dangerous.

"You can leave now. We’ll take Miss Essie with us," one of the men said flatly. Their mere presence turned the whole atmosphere tense.

Jobson glanced at Essie and thought, ‘Did this woman get into any other trouble?

These guys seem to be from a powerful family. I only have two bodyguards with me. If anything happens, we won’t stand a chance. I should go.

Besides, whatever happens to this woman won’t have anything to do with me. If she died, then it would all work out for me since she won’t be able to bother Hanson anymore.’

When he realized that he was sneering, he immediately tried to restrain himself. He spoke in a low voice and said, "Leave her. Let’s go." He did not say another word and quickly left without looking back.

Looking at the men in black who had such an imposing presence, Essie could not help but shudder. She took a step back and asked, "Who are you? And what are you going to do?" She didn’t know what they came for. Whenever she remembered the time when Valery had her kidnapped, she would get goosebumps.

One of the men in black came up to her and said, "Mrs. Essie, you don’t have to be afraid. Boss asked us to protect you. Please come with us, he is waiting for you."

Essie raised her left eyebrow. ‘Boss?’

She was slightly taken aback. "Wait. You’re Zac’s people?"

The man who towered over her nodded.

She let out a sigh and said, "All right, fine. Let’s go." She smoothed her clothes and walked out. She was in luck since she also wanted to see Zac.

Zac was waiting at the Legendary for a while and sat in front of the bay window.

Essie had prepared to leave without hesitation that she took all her belongings with her. There was no trace of her, and the only things she left to Zac were their memories and despair.

Zac leaned his head against the cold glass window. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

‘Does she really not have any feelings for me, even just a tiny bit?’

It was raining outside and the raindrops were trickling down the window.

A strong wind pushed the window open and lightly slammed on his face, as though trying to wake him up. It was cold—as cold as his heart that he could feel no warmth.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps from outside the door.

He immediately collected his thoughts and wore a cold and frigid face.

Essie came in through the door.

Her face was full of anger and resentment.

"I didn’t expect you to be such a despicable person!"

Zac was listening intently and retorted, "You should know that by now." His face was expressionless, and his voice was as cold and desolate as the wind from outside.

"Marrying you was the greatest mistake I have ever made in the past 22 years. I just want to make up for it and go live with the person I really like. Can’t you just let me go?" Her voice was full of emotions as if she was pleading. Her furrowed brow tried to mask her eyes filled with pain. She knew she wasn’t Mother Teresa—it was difficult for her to sacrifice her own happiness for the sake of others.

He slowly turned his head and stared coldly at the pink diamond ring on her finger.

It dazzled as the light reflected on the diamond ring, stinging his eyes.

Zac frowned at the sight of the ring sitting comfortably on her finger. The anger in his heart twisted his handsome face and the veins on his forehead kept throbbing. Then, like a hurricane, he took a step closer to her and pinched her chin. "Why would I let you go? You’re mine, and you’re going to be my only woman all my life." He looked fierce and cold as he asserted his ownership of Essie like she could only belong to him.

Strong sadness and indignation surged into her heart. Her eyes looked grim. "I am not your toy. I have my own freedom and the right to make a choice again." Her voice sounded firm and insistent, unyielding to his cold-heartedness.

His hold on her tightened. She felt the pain but gritted her teeth stubbornly, unwilling to surrender to him.

"You lost that right when you married me. Do you really think you can get rid of me by going to Milan to hide? I can find you even if you run to the ends of the earth. You can never escape from me. As for Hanson, I can easily kill him if I have to. It would be a piece of cake." Zac didn’t blink once when he spoke. Every word he said was a threat.

Essie felt a chill down her spine and shivered as it spread throughout her body.

It was true that she now had no other choice.

Hanson was being governed by Jobson. If Essie couldn’t make a compromise to take advantage of the situation to resolve the crisis that Bella was facing, Hanson would be forced to marry Sunny.

She couldn’t let that happen.

"Are you going to drop the acquisition of Bella if I come back to you?" she offered, making sure he understood that it was a compromise. Her thick eyelashes cast shadows on her eyelids that made her eyes look helpless and in pain.

"I’m not even interested in Bella. I just want your sincerity." There was a spark of rage in his eyes. Before he finished his sentence, he took her in his arms and carried her upstairs.

After a long while, Essie felt tired and exhausted as she lay on the bed. Her hair was tangled up and her face drenched in sweat and tears. "Are you happy now? Satisfied?" she asked weakly.

Zac looked at her earnestly as his slender fingers caressed her face. His eyes were like a deep and bottomless ocean. Without saying anything, he sat up and opened the drawer. He took out the divorce agreement she had sent him before. Essie fixed her eyes on the paper he was holding.

Zac flicked the lighter and the paper was slowly swallowed by the fire. They watched it burn into ashes.

"Don’t show me that paper again!" His voice sounded like thunder. Hearing him rage that way, Essie shivered. The cold wind almost froze her out.

She stared at him with dim and desperate eyes.

"Come back to Dragon City with me in the afternoon," Zac spoke with a low voice. He picked up his clothes from the floor and put them on.

A faint light flashed in her misty eyes. "I need to do something first. After that, I’ll go with you."

His face turned grumpy but he didn’t say a word. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked her head. "Are you going to see Hanson for the last time?"

She shook her head and said, "I’m going to Bella. Could you lend me your lawyer?"

When Essie went to Jobson’s office, he was surprised to see her again. He thought that the men he met earlier had abducted and killed her, and yet she stood there in front of him, safe and sound.