Way Back Into Love (Essie) novel Chapter 123

Zac stopped the car at the intersection and waited for the traffic light to turn green.

He touched Essie's head and said, "Don't worry about what happened to Valery's family."

She shrugged and replied, "I'm just curious. How on earth did she die?"

"I heard that she was murdered by an addict, but I was still in America when it happened, so I don't know all the details about it," Zac said, understating what really happened. He started driving again.

'An addict?' Thinking of this, Essie snorted in her mind. In her opinion, somebody must have hired a murderer to kill the woman. The mistress had an in with Baron, and she had a son of his. So naturally, she was a threat to the status of Elizabeth and her son, and Elizabeth had to take a risk and get rid of her as soon as she could.

Some people were perfectly capable of doing such a thing.

The car turned at a corner, and Essie immediately recognized that it wasn't the way to the mansion. "Where are we going?" she asked, a little surprised.

"My house." The corners of his mouth went up. "Let's enjoy our lovers' world."

Essie's thick eyelashes fluttered, showing a hint of mischief on her face. "So you still have a small nest of your own, huh? Tell me the truth, how many women have you brought home?"

"You are the second one," Zac said with a cunning smile.

"Who was the first? Leila?" She raised her eyebrows slightly.

Zac didn't answer and just shrugged his shoulders.

Essie curled her mouth. The woman was probably Leila. After all, Leila occupied the first place in Zac's heart, and Essie was only in second place. No, maybe she wasn't even in second place. After all, men from rich and powerful families like him had a lot of women, so there might still be someone who ranked higher than her.

How unfair! He was the first man he had ever been with, but she was not his first woman.

Whenever men had some sort of sexual desire, didn't they think about whether they were being selfish before asking women to relieve them of their desire?

Zac's villa was quiet, elegant, and spotless.

He had a butler named Ann, and a servant named Zeya.

For a young master like him who never had to do any housework in his life, it was impossible for him to do all the housework by himself.

"This is my wife, and she will be the hostess here from now on," Zac said to Mrs. Ann and Zeya.

"Good evening, madam," they answered respectfully.

Essie greeted them as well, then she went upstairs with Zac. As a poor lamb, she couldn't get any sense of security in the tiger's territory.

"Where is my room? I need to go to bed now. I still have a shooting for the show tomorrow."

Fortunately, the shooting for Beauty on Runway was set in Dragon City for its next two sessions, so she didn't need to fly back and forth from Dragon City a lot. Essie yawned deliberately, pretending to be very sleepy in case someone wanted to come and harass her.

A cunning look flashed in Zac's eyes. How could he not know exactly what she was thinking? Without saying a word, he picked her up and opened the door to the first room to his left.

"Why did you have to ask? Of course my room is your room."

He smiled wantonly and put her on the bed. Essie got up in a hurry and curled herself up at the head of the bed, "Icy guy, would it really be appropriate for us to sleep together? Can you stand how we see each other unkempt and dirty every morning when we open our eyes?" But then again, he was so handsome and narcissistic that he probably didn't think he could look bad at all.

"Do I look bad in the morning?" He rubbed his chin and seemed to be trying to recall how he looked after waking up in the morning.

No, a beauty was indeed a beauty. It didn't matter if he was lying down, sitting down, walking, or sleeping—he was always pleasing to the eye. However, Essie didn't want to tell him the truth. She was determined to give his ego a hard blow. "Of course. Didn't you see how bad you looked when you got up and looked in the mirror this morning?"

Her husband shrugged his shoulders and said in an indifferent tone, "Honey, you will get used to it. As a couple, we should accept each other, right?"

Essie was petrified to hear this, and she suddenly realized that Zac had an indestructible mind, and neither stick nor carrot worked on him.

However, she wouldn't have the chance to get used to it because she would have to leave his side in the near future.

"I'm not interested in studs like you. We should respect each other all the time and never do anything that crosses the line."

The man asked, "When did I become a stud?"

The girl jumped up, put her hands on her hips, glared at him, and questioned him fiercely, "Isn't the baby in Valery's belly yours? You are such a beast who only thinks with your lower body. It was only a matter of time before something bad happened. If it hadn't been Valery, it would've been someone else. So you will never be my husband. My husband must be physically and mentally clean. He should have a strong self-control and a brain that he uses for thinking!"

Zac felt wronged! He was innocent! However, there was nothing he could say to her. He met all of her requirements. He should have had a full score, but now, he had become scum in her eyes.

It was all Valery's fault that his pure image was now ruined!

Seeing him fall silent with a gloomy look on his face, Essie knew that she had touched a sore spot in his heart, but she didn't think she had done anything wrong. It was okay for people to make mistakes, but once they had made it, they would have to carry it with them forever. Even after they had made amends, the mistake would still be a part of their lives.

"Zac, you like light food, but you like freak women. It's so weird!" Essie added quickly, adding salt to his injury.

There was coldness in Zac's eyes when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. "Are you a freak?"

She blushed and tried to get out of his arms, but no matter how hard she struggled under his grip, it was all in vain. "Let me go. It's none of my business."