Way Back Into Love (Essie) novel Chapter 137

Essie wrinkled her nose and said, "I decided to help you because you helped me defeat Sunny before. It's none of our business to care for each other, so you don't need to worry about me. I won't be someone who is like a strong glue that you won't be able to take off once it has stuck to you. I am like a magic sticker that you can remove whenever you want and won't pollute the environment."

What she said came as more of a blow than a comfort to Zac.

His bright eyes suddenly darkened. "Maybe I'm the one who's a strong glue. Once I am stuck to you, you will never be able to get rid of me for the rest of your life."

She smiled and her eyes took the shape of a beautiful crescent moon. In the setting sun, she said jokingly, "If you are willing to stick to me, then I'd be quite happy to accept it. You are so handsome. You can be appreciated as an ornament at home, and you carry a ton of money with you. I can get as much money as I want from you anytime and lead a comfortable life for the rest of my life. Don't you think I'd be happy to stay with you?"

Zac couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that he was still of value to her.

"Honey, there's another thing I'm good for. Don't forget about it."

"What is it?" She raised her eyebrows.

"I can please you anytime you want." With a cheeky smile, he took her in his arms.

"Bastard, you want to take advantage of me again!" Her cheeks became flushed and she thumped him on the shoulder.

"I have no choice. I am now addicted to it." He smiled and lowered his head to kiss her.

While Essie and Zac were busy teasing each other, Mary entered Albert's study.

She didn't come in until she had regained her composure and she had a gentle and deliberate smile plastered on her face.

Albert cast a sidelong glance at her and pretended to know nothing. He waved her over to him and said, "It's good that you came. Zac went to his wife while we were in the middle of playing chess. Please help me analyze the situation. Let's see who would've won between us this time."

Mary walked to the table and sat down. She looked at the chessboard and shook her head absentmindedly. "It's a half-finished game. It's impossible to tell what the outcome would have been."

"Not necessarily. Sometimes the outcome can be seen from the very beginning, and it would be useless to carry on." His tone seemed to carry a double-meaning.

Mary rolled her eyes at him and snapped, "Are you reprimanding me for being nosy?"