Way Back Into Love (Essie) novel Chapter 336

The reason why Jim told her about Zac's emotional entanglement was that he wanted her to make things clear with him and discuss with him about the kids.

However, she was very hesitant and worried, not knowing what to do. What if she told him about the kids and that Zac still couldn't regain his memory and wanted to have a fight for the custody of her kids?

Their marriage now was just like a glass bottle hanging on a thin line. Zac was cold. Her mother and Mary was in the way to obstruct them to be together. And there was Leila who always waiting for a chance to win back Zac. They were all like heavy items that added to the glass bottle that hung on a thin line which could break the thin line at any time due to the heavy weight.

If she divorced, they would have to talk about the custody of the kids. She couldn't win over Zac absolutely. She could do nothing but watch him take the kids away. Mary wouldn't treat her children well. If Leila became a stepmother, she would think of them as her obstacles and would think in every way to abuse them and even hurt them.

She couldn't let such a terrible thing happen. At present, the best way was to remain silence. As long as she could delay to talk about it, she would not bring this up under this situation. The most important thing right now was to help Zac restore his memory and stabilize their marriage. Then everything would be handled.

On the way back, there was only a silence tone in the car. The expression on Zac's face was like the night scene outside the window. It was deep and unpredictable. Essie hummed a song by herself. She didn't like a quiet place or atmosphere.

"You are not only an eye sore in appearance, but also have an ear-piercing voice. You are full of negative energy." Zac rolled his eyes at her.

"Am I not a good singer?" Essie stuck out her tongue. She thought playing tricks was the best way to deal with this arrogant and sharp tongued young master who lost his memory.

"Do you know the difference between the sound of a goose and a nightingale?" He gave a mocking smile.

Feeling depressed, Essie closed her mouth. She lowered her head and drew circles. After a while, she muttered in a very low voice, "Icy guy, if you have time, maybe you should go to see a psychologist. I'm not sure, but maybe he can restore you memory."

"Why don't you find a brain specialist to cure your stupidity?" He stretched his long arm and flicked her head. She shrank back to the corner of the seat in grievance and tried to stay away from him. "Didn't you say that I was very smart on one side?" She curled her lips.

"That side only takes up one percent of your brain capacity, and the rest ninety-nine percent is occupied by silly, idiot and stupid." He snorted, making no secret of his ridicule on her.

What a horrible tongue he had! He did not intend to stop until he kill her by those harsh words!

She thought to herself, 'Why does he hate me so much? I don't look like an ass kisser.' Was it because he loved her too much, so now he hate her equally?

She thought for a while and quickly denied it. He hadn't loved her so much before. It was just that affection would grow with time. He didn't hate her that much, did he?

"Do you really hate me now?" She couldn't help asking.

"Well, you have a clear estimation of yourself," he answered straightforwardly without any hesitation. It seemed that she was right.