"Leila, let Christina cut the cake with you this time." He handed the knife to Christina.
"Okay." Christina also didn't think it was a good idea for Zac to cut the cake with her elder sister anymore. After all, he was married and his wife was here to watch them. It was better not to draw any attention from them.
Leila felt disappointed. This was the worst and saddest birthday she had ever had in her twenty-five years.
After the cake was finished, she took advantage of the time when Essie went to the make-up room, and walked towards Zac.
"Zac, can we get along with each other as before?" As she frowned, her eyes were full of resentment.
"Leila, we are always good friends," Zac said in a low and deep voice.
Leila's heart ached. His family name was Rong while her family name was Qin. They could only be friends and could not be a couple in their lifetime.
"Zac, I know why you are married to Essie," she said it after taking a sip of champagne.
Zac was shocked. "What do you want to say, Leila?"
A strange smile appeared on Leila's face. "You and Essie got married just to get rid of Valery. You don't love her at all."
There was a muscle on Zac's handsome face. "Who told you that?" asked him.
"It's Essie. She admitted in person that you and her are just partners. You don't love her and she doesn't love you. The one she really loves is Hanson, and the one you love is..." She stopped talking. She wanted to tell him that she was the one he loved, but she dared not say anything more when she saw his gloomy face and angry face. It had been so many years since they were together. However no one admitted their relationship in advance. It was obviously not a good time to confess it now, as they had never done that before.
Rage was rising in Zac's eyes. "When did she tell you?"
"The first time you took her to a party, I was also there. But I didn't go to see you, actually." Leila answered haltingly. She thought that Zac was mad at her because Essie had told her that he didn't want her to know. But when she saw that he was getting more and more intimate with Essie, to the point of making it serious, she couldn't help but tell him about it.
Blue veins stood out on Zac's forehead. Raising his head, he drained the glass in one gulp.
As soon as Essie came out of the dressing room, she saw Hanson, who was standing not far away from her. He had been waiting for her specially since she had been taken care of by Zac all the time. It was only by this moment that he got a chance to meet her alone.
"You gave me birthday gifts every year, even when I was in Milan. Have you not even given me a blessing this year?"
He could not hold back the pain in his heart and his voice was trembling slightly. She bit her lips, made a wish and said in a low voice, "Happy birthday, Hanson."
"You haven't forgotten, have you?" He looked at her with calm eyes.
She did not answer. How could she forget it? Everything about him was imprinted on her mind.
He knew that she had acquiesced in his words, so his face flashed a glimmer of light. "That day at the cafe, did you do it on purpose to stimulate me?" He pressed on, unwilling to give her any chance to escape and breathe. She took a deep breath and said, "No, what I said is true. I'm just that kind of person." She tried her best to sound colder than she could feel, leaving no trace of mercy on his mind.
"No matter what you say, I won't believe you." He said firmly and decisively. She sighed heavily, "Christina is a good girl. She is more suitable for you than me."
"Essie." He lowered his voice, "No matter what I do and whom I am with, they are all for you. I will take you away."
She dazed for a moment, and did not understand what he meant, but somehow she felt a little scared. He seemed to have changed, becoming different from what he used to be. The ruthlessness in his eyebrows was a bit more than it had never been before.
"It's your duty to forget me." She said in a weak voice.
"Unless I die." He said clearly and forcefully.
At that moment, she was caught by a hurricane like force. She was held in his arms and kissed. Then he turned around and looked at Hanson. There was cruelty in his gloomy eyes. "I should take my wife away." He stressed the word 'wife', as if he was deliberately provoking each other.
Hanson gritted his teeth. His handsome face was distorted because of extreme anger. His eyes were filled with resentment.
It was full of the smell of gunpowder in the air, as if any slight fire would cause an explosion.
"Excuse me, Hanson." Worried that they might fight, Essie took Zac's arm and left right away.
On the way back, Zac didn't say a word. His face was very gloomy. He made a sharp turn and drove to the Bank of the lake. It seemed that he wanted to take a deep breath to calm himself down.
He stood by the lake for a long time. His shadow was imprinted on the grass in the moonlight, like a crooked and thick ink.
Staring at his back with a fearful look for a long time, she got out of the car and stood beside him.
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