Zac touched her head without saying anything. She had put the idea in his head more than once. It seemed that it had been a deep root in her little head. It was the beautiful wish of the baby. He didn't want to disappoint her.
Essie didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. "My Mili is so clever." She smiled awkwardly and avoided the topic. It was too cruel for her to let the children choose between Hanson and Zac. She could not do that.
"Mommy." Rabi turned her head and said, "Grandma said you are not my mommy anymore. Auntie Leila is going to be my new mommy, and I'm going to call her Mommy. Don't you like me, and don't want me anymore?"
Hearing that, Essie was shocked. She hastily held him into her arms and said, "No. mommy likes Rabi. Rabi is always my sweetheart."
"Brother, you can't call that bad woman mom. It is her who drove our mom away. She is our enemy. You have to call her 'little Mom' from now on. She will always be our 'little mom'!" Mili said in a serious tone, stressing the 'little'.
Rabi nodded and said, "Okay. I'll call her 'little Mom' from now on."
Essie continued to take the soup, pretending not to hear what they had said. She had never mentioned Leila in front of her children, let alone scolding her in front of them. In her opinion, the grudges between the adults shouldn't affect the children. However, her children were different from other children. They were gifted prodigies who knew more things and more able to understand. Therefore, they were clear about these things even if they were not told.
However, she believed that Mary must be secretly happy since she and Zac divorced. She had finally got rid of her, a trouble maker.
Stroking Rabi's head, Zac said, "Aunt Leila will always be your aunt, not your mommy. You have only one mommy in this life. Nobody could replace mommy. Remember?" He was not only telling this to Rabi, but also Essie.
Thinking of this, Essie's heart quivered like a soft spot. That was how love was. Her heart would throb for every words he said to her casually.
Mili took a sip of the juice and turned to look at Zac. "Daddy, in your heart, that bad woman can't replace our mommy, right?"
Yes, no one could replace this little fool's position in his heart. Even if she did not care about him and always treated him as a transparent object, he could not forget her and could not let her go.
However, he was a reserved person. He would never say sweet words or show his true feelings. He took a sip of wine and said with a wry smile, "Your mom is the most muddled-headed person who is only confused but not cute in the world. She is hard to be replaced."
Mili wiped the sweat off her forehead. Her dad's words didn't sound right. She turned to look at her mom, who was glaring at him fiercely.
"It is said beating someone is because you want to be close to the person, and calling name
on someone is because you want to love that person. Daddy, are you flirting with Mommy?" She cracked her lips and gave an exaggerated smile to ease the awkwardness.
Zac swallowed before taking a slight and meaningful glance at Essie and said, "Even if you are right, your mother is not smart enough to understand the truth." How could this stupid woman understand his heart? Anything about him would be blocked by her and never stored in her hippocampus. And she remembered clearly everything between her and Hanson. She even knew where he went to have afternoon tea every day. Every time he compared them, he would be depressed and irritable.
However, the woman sitting in front of him was completely irritated at this moment. How could he be so arrogant to look down upon people? If she didn't have a brain fart, her IQ wouldn't be worse than him, okay?
"I think it's better to be simple. Don't get yourself into trouble so easily. It's too tiring to keep people guessing riddles all day long. People are not your mind reader. How could they know what you are thinking about?"
Essie said a little angry. There had always been some invisible distance between her and Zac, like a vast white mist, or sometimes light smoke. What's more, they were spreading and dispersing.
"You can see through everything as long as you put your heart into it. And if you don't, you can't understand the simple things." Zac snorted. This woman had never cared about him before.
Essie took a sip of the wine on the table, and said sadly, "My heart would only pay attention to the right person. As for a person who doesn't care about you, I think it's better to protect her heart well."
She was talking about herself at first, but he thought it was appropriate to apply it to himself. He put his whole heart on this muddled-headed woman whom did not seem to be the right person, but he never regretted it. Life was short. It was a kind of happiness to have someone to love without regret, even if you couldn't get a return.
Before he met her, his heart had always been empty, like a pool of dead water without anger. Since he met her, his heart was satisfied, full. This feeling was good. So even if she was unwilling, he would force her to stay inside, not to let his heart be empty.
"You have such a bad eyesight. What if you misjudged the right person and the wrong person?"
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