A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 257 Don't Be Willful Any More (Part One)

"Unfortunately, you are going to be disappointed. I've decided that I'll get along with Hanson like a friend in the future. No matter whether you agree or not, you can't stop me." Her every word was like a firecracker echoing in his ears and shocked him so much that his heart was as fragile as porcelain. He stretched out his hand and pinched her chin, saying, "You should know the consequence of irritating me."

His fingers were pinching her harder. She frowned at the pain, but she still didn't say anything. She just resisted him stubbornly and said, "It doesn't matter. I don't want to be alive. I'm very tired now." Her eyes were as desperate as dead ashes. She seemed to have made up her mind and was no longer willing to compromise to him.

His face turned pale, and his eyes were burning with pain. "I don't have any feelings for Valery. I just want to take care of her and the child. But you're different. You're still in love with Hanson. Your heart is full of him. How can I rest assured that you can get along with him?" He was getting angrier and angrier. He breathed deeply with anger.

She sneered, "You won't have feelings for each other now, but it doesn't mean you will never have in the future. I have seen a lot of cases of people getting to like each other as time goes by, not to mention that you both have a child together."

His hands slipped down and grabbed her shoulders, "Essie Yi, it's only three months, just three months. Why can't you understand me?" He growled, his tone filled with helplessness and sadness.

She raised her head and stared at him without a blink. Her eyes were frosty and cold. "I can do that, unless you make it clear that if the child in Valery's belly is yours or not?"

He trembled. His heart was roaring. He wanted to tell her all the secrets, but he closed his mouth tightly and couldn't say a word.

Valery had already threatened him to have an abortion. He couldn't take risks, nor could he expect that she would keep her mouth shut.

She was such a fool. Sometimes she was smart, but once her IQ balance was insufficient, she would have a short cut. If she blurted it out carelessly, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Seeing that he did not say a word, her heart seemed to fall into the sea of ice, freezing to the bone.

"Are you guilty or don't you trust me?"

"You will know when the baby is born. Don't ask me now." The answer was dispensable. A bitter smile appeared on her lips. She knew she was making unnecessary move. He would never tell her. Because he didn't trust her. He always beware of her and never treated her as his real wife.

"Never mind. Take a shower and go to bed." She went upstairs and decided to ignore him.

After taking a shower, she went to the guest room. She didn't want to sleep on the same bed with him. With a sigh, he packed up and moved to the guest room, too. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

"I want to get used to the night when you are not at home. Don't bother me, okay?" She rolled her eyes at him.

"I come back every day and won't leave you alone. How can I sleep without you by my side?" He held her from behind, put his chin on her shoulder and enjoyed her sweet smell.

She shrank her neck and pushed him away. "I'm not in the mood today. Go to bed early." Then she turned around and turned the bed lamp to the dark.

He sighed in darkness and reluctantly let her go.

Before, when she fell asleep, she would always get the heat source and get into his arms. But at this night, she kept her back to him and did not turn around, as if she had built an invisible wall between them.

Early in the morning, he was in the kitchen, very busy and messy.

"What are you doing?" She asked in shock.

"Stewed noodles with salted sauce. Just wait outside and you will be able to eat soon." He turned his head and smiled.

"Where did you get the ingredients?" She pouted. The apartment was empty for quite a while. There was not even drinkable water in the apartment.

"I bought it in the supermarket this morning." He replied carelessly, "There is also milk. Would you like some first?"

"Okay." She replied in a low voice and went to the living room.

Soon, the braised noodles were served.

She took a bite, which was not bad. It seemed that this fellow had really finished his apprenticeship, but...

She glanced at several blisters on his arms which burnt by the oil. She sighed, but he still got himself injured.

"Eat the noodles I made. Don't be angry anymore, okay?" His tone was full of pleading.

She lowered her head, ate her noodles silently, as if she hadn't heard his words.

A sad drop of water fell into the heart lake of Zac. Her silence made him helpless and at a loss. He didn't say anything more, but waited patiently for her to finish. Then he gently lifted his lips and said, "You little fool, what should I do to make you not angry?"

He was an introverted and practical man in love. He never coaxed women, didn't know how to coax women, and didn't know how to coax women with sweet words to please them. He only knows how to express his care to her through his action. As for Essie, she was a blind girl who was insensitive in love and had no IQ in romantic relations. As long as he didn't utter the three words to her, she would never understand his heart.

"Let's talk about it after three months. I can't accept you without hesitation before I get what I want to know." She stood up, put away the dishes and went into the kitchen.