A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 766 A Way To Suppress Hidden Diseases

After hesitating for a while, Essie put down her phone and said, "Okay, go to bed now." Then she left. She hadn't forgiven Zac yet. She couldn't call him.

Mili was so anxiously! 'I'd better call Daddy myself.'

At this time, Zac and Jim were drinking in the Midnight club to relax.

As soon as the phone was connected, Mili immediately asked, "Daddy, where are you?"

"Chatting with your sworn father," Zac replied with understatement.

Hearing that he was with Jim, Mili breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it was not a woman, everything would be fine. Besides, according to her father's voice, it was normal and he was not drunk.

While she was silent, Zac asked, "Baby, it's so late. Why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

"Yes, I'm going to sleep, but you didn't come back. Mommy couldn't fall asleep, so she asked me to call you," Mili sighed helplessly.

Hearing this, Zac immediately felt relieved. The biggest feature of the muddled-headed fool was that she was stubborn and duplicity. She began to worry about him, but he still couldn't make up with him. Since she wanted to make peace with him through Mili, he would give her a step down and no longer force her to lower her head.

"Tell mommy that I'll be back soon." Zac smiled.

Jim looked at him and joked, "Beauty Yi is now guard against you so much? Has she already begun to check on you?"

"This is not a check on me, but a care." Zac smiled. He just liked that Essie cared about him, nervous about him and was jealous of him.

Jim shook his head and sighed, "A married man is different."

"Are you jealous?" Raising his thick eyebrows slightly, Zac looked complacent.

Jim shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm free and unrestrained. It's good."

"I don't think so." A wicked smile appeared on Zac's face.

The color in Jim's eyes deepened, as if it was dyed by the night outside the window. He took a sip of the cocktail and smiled faintly. "Even if I have a little idea occasionally, I'm infected by your display of affection all day long."

"Hurry up. Don't let your daughter and my son have a generation gap," Zac teased.

"I have to find someone suitable for the sake of this." Jim squinted his charming eyes and smiled wickedly.

For some reason, an image that he shouldn't have thought of flashed through his mind. Heaven pepper? How was that possible? It was impossible for her to appear in his standby list. He was not interested in married women!

He took another sip of wine and wiped the shadow away. He must have been in frequent contact with this heaven pepper recently, and his brain waves were affected by her.

Zac observed the subtle change of his expression, but didn't say a word. There were some things that would be less troubles if they were not awakened.

"Janet must have brought you a lot of trouble, right?" He changed the topic quietly.

"She is getting worse." Jim shook his head and sighed.

"If you have no choice, then you have to send her to a psychiatric hospital. A person like her is a time bomb," Zac reminded. Mad people were not terrifying, but a mad person with high intelligence was terrible. Such a person would bring immeasurable harm.

"This is the only way we can do if she makes trouble again," Jim said.

When Zac returned to Rong Mansion, Essie had already slept. But she didn't fall asleep. It was already twelve o'clock, but Zac hadn't come back yet.

In the past, no matter what kind of social engagements he had, he would never go home after ten o'clock.

Was he really drunk and taken away by a mistress?

Thinking of this, she felt a little nervous. Although she still trusted Zac, as a child born in a broken family, she lacked a sense of security in marriage and men.

There were countless ways for women to climb on a man, and it was impossible to guard against them. If Zac was really drunk or was drugged, then...

She was a little annoyed. All kinds of possibilities were formed in her head. She even felt that he was lying next to some sort of mistress at the moment.

Bastard Zac hasn't come back yet. If he doesn't come back, tomorrow... I'll go to America tomorrow and let you be a monk for a month!

She covered her head with a pillow angrily.

At this moment, footsteps came from outside. She quickly put the pillow back to its original position and closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

When Zac pushed the door open and saw her sleeping, he was a little disappointed. He came back late on purpose to see her anxious and impatient appearance, but he didn't expect her to sleep so calmly. It was so boring!

He turned around and walked into the bathroom. Essie had already smelled the alcohol on him.

Sure enough, he drank.

Was he drunk and had it done? He didn't come back until he woke up.

She couldn't help but clench the edge of the pillow. If this guy dares to do that, she won't wait for even a minute to divorce him!

She got up secretly, tiptoed to the bathroom and picked up the coat he had changed on the hanger.

If he had come into contact with a woman, there must be evidence of crime such as perfume and hair on it. While he was taking a shower, she could have a careful examination.

She approached with her nose and found that the smell of alcohol was so strong that it covered the smell of perfume.

She had another try. But she still couldn't smell it.

'Forget it. I'll look for hair.'

She opened her eyes wide and touched her coat slowly. The light was a little dim and couldn't be seen clearly, so she took out a magnifying glass from the drawer.

She was so concentrated that she didn't notice that the bathroom door was opened and Zac was standing at the door and staring at her.

The corner of his mouth slightly drooped, and in an instant, his depression and disappointment were swept away.

It turned out that this muddled-headed fool was pretending to be asleep. Perhaps all sorts of strange thoughts appeared in her mind. Otherwise, she wouldn't have checked his coat here with a magnifying glass.

He cleared his throat to remind her.

Although his voice was very low, the woman felt guilty and trembled violently.

She stuck out her tongue secretly and turned to look at him. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Well... I saw that your coat was dirty, so I patted it for you. "

"It seems that the dust on it is invisible. You are using a magnifying glass!" Zac sneered.

At this moment, the small wheel in Essie's mind was spinning crazily, looking for a stairs that could go down. Her two big eyes fluttered left and right, and then she said, "The light is too dim, and I'm a little nearsighted. I saw it was dirty just now, but I can't see it when I get close."

The charming smile at the corners of Zac's mouth deepened. "I thought you were looking for something strange like hair."

"I... Why am I looking for that? " Essie hammered as she blushed in embarrassment.

"What do you think?" Zac grabbed the tip of her chin with his sharp eyes, as if he could see through her little secret at a glance.

"You think too much. I'm not that bored." She stuck out her tongue secretly and was about to cover her head with the quilt and hide herself in the shell in case of being interrogated again. But how could Zac let her go? He liked to be a fruit refiner, squeezing out all her hidden emotions.

He stretched out his iron arm and held her slender waist, leaving her no way to escape. "Honey, I thought you were asleep."

"Yes, I did, but I suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom and got up," Essie said weakly. His pressure was so strong that the air was thin, making her feel lack of oxygen.

"Oh?" Raising his eyebrows, Zac asked, "Why haven't you go yet?"

"You made me forget." Essie rolled her eyes at him, shook off his hand and ran away. She hated being seen through.

Looking at her back, Zac smiled dotingly.

As soon as she came out, she fell into his dungeon of his arm again.

"Honey, just admit it and end the cold war with me."

"Admit what?" Essie glared at him angrily. They had a cold war not because of unreasonable reasons, but because it was related to her sister's life. It was not easy to let it go.

"I admit that you have thought it through, and today you regret being willful to your husband." Zac let go of her and held the back of her head with his hands, as if he had won.

"I'm sleepy. Let's go to bed," said Essie, dizzy. After saying that, she closed her eyes and pretended to be dead in her usual playful way.

Lowering his head, Zac whispered in her ear, "Honey, we're an old couple. If you have anything to say, just call me. You don't need to beat around the Bush to let Mili call me."

Sweat dripped from Essie's forehead. She was sure that Mili called Zac in her name after she left.

"It's her own decision. It has nothing to do with me. Where have you been and when will you come back? I don't care at all. "

A mischievous light flashed through Zac's dark ice eyes. "Honey, I found a surprise in the Midnight Club today."

"What's the matter?" Essie asked in a casual tone.

"I found that alcohol can control my hidden diseases. As long as I drink to a certain extent, the hidden diseases will temporarily disappear," Zac said lightly. He wanted to make this woman completely nervous about him and didn't dare to irritate him again.

Hearing that, Essie trembled violently. Did alcohol have such a magical effect? And if he hadn't touched a woman, how could he know that alcohol could control his hidden diseases?

Astonishment and anger surged up from her chest and went straight to her head. She raised her foot and kicked him hard. "Get away from me. You are so dirty. Don't get me dirty."

"I just washed it. Where is it dirty?" Zac shrugged.

"How can you not be dirty after touching another woman?" Essie had an impulse to kill him.

"I only said that there was a way to suppress my hidden disease, but I didn't say that I had touched a woman." Zac looked at her seriously, with a hint of slyness in his eyes. This confused fool thought alcohol could control his hidden disease, and she would definitely be very nervous in the future and serve him every day.

"How do you know it can suppress your hidden disease if you don't touch a woman?" Essie asked crossly.

"It's just physical contact," Zac said casually.

The scene that several enchanting female demonic hands touched him began to appear in Essie's mind.