Way Back Into Love (Essie) novel Chapter 578

"It's really a twists and turns this time. As long as little pineapple can come back safely," Walt said in a casual tone, trying his best to treat himself as an onlooker.

Essie looked at him. His face was strange, but somehow, his eyes gave her a very familiar feeling, making her think of...

She quickly stopped thinking and felt herself a little ridiculous. That man was dead, and she should not think of him again. When she was in D Island, she just had a dream. She couldn't let it affect her future life.

Zac held her in his arms and said, "I'll protect her well in the future. No one who dares to hurt her can escape." His eyes were full of killing intent. If he caught Willi, he would skin him, bone him, tendon him and make him regret living on the earth.

Walt's dark eyes trembled slightly. "I heard that the person who kidnapped little pineapple was dead. This time, you are also relieved for little pineapple."

Zac didn't answer. His anger didn't decrease at all. The mastermind behind this was Willi, the dead mouse. Now, he would not let his guard down. As long as he did not find him and tear him to ashes, he would not relax.

"Damn it! No one can escape!" He gritted his teeth, and a cold cruelty flashed through his eyes.

Lowering her eyes, Essie took a sip of the juice. Although she knew that Steven was an enemy, she still felt a little sad for his death. In fact, he didn't seem to be an unpardonable person. During those days on the island, he was very nice to her. It could be said that he was meticulous and considerate, as if he really treated her as his wife.

She really didn't want him to end up like this.

"I'm going to the dressing room." She didn't want Zac and his brother to see her sad face, nor did she want to hear them talking about Steven. So she had to avoid them for the time being.

"Be careful. You are pregnant now," Walt couldn't help but remind her. He was afraid that her baby would be hurt.

Essie nodded slightly, stood up and left.

Zac glanced at his brother with sharp eyes, but he said nothing. He just picked up the glass on the table and took a sip.

Walt pressed his lips and thought for a while. Then he asked again, "What are you going to do with the baby in Essie's belly?" He had to know his decision before he could make a response.

Shrugging his shoulders, Zac said expressionlessly, "Do you also believe in those rumors?"

Walt sighed lowly. "Gossip doesn't matter. What matters is your attitude. If you ask Essie to have an abortion, the rumor will be confirmed." He said it on purpose, in another way, to make Zac give up the idea of aborting Essie's baby.

Zac's deep eyes swept across his face, "Brother, you still care so much about me and my little fool."

Walt smiled and said calmly, "I'm your brother. Can't I care about you?"

"Of course you can. As long as you remember that Essie is your sister-in-law." Zac's tone was implicit and meaningful. Although he had explained it to him last time, he knew it was just an excuse. He must still have a crush on his little fool. He had to show his attitude. No one could touch his woman, even his own brother.

A shadow quietly flew over the handsome face of Walt. If God didn't favor him, how could his little sun meet him by accident and become his wife?

It was all May's fault. She was so bad at acting that Zac saw through her trick so soon. Otherwise, he could live with his little sun in D island and watch his child born with his own eyes.

"If I were you, I would never let her get hurt like this," he said in a very low voice, trying his best to bear the anger and jealousy in his heart.

The corners of Zac's mouth twitched slightly. His words were undoubtedly like salt spilling on his bloody wound. He was too careless this time. He didn't protect his little fool well, which caused her to be imprisoned and insulted on the desert island.

He grabbed the whiskey on the table and took a big gulp, trying to relieve the sharp pain in his heart with the help of alcohol anesthesia. "You don't need to worry about our matters," he roared in a low voice, and his voice seemed to be hurt by pain and alcohol, incomparably hoarse.

Looking at his uncontrollable painful expression, Walt felt happy. He not only added salt to his wound, but also cut it so that he didn't dare to hurt his child. "Essie has already suffered physical injury on the island. If you ask her to abort this child again, not only her body will be hurt again, but also her reputation will be completely ruined. Now everyone is just suspecting. No one knows what happened to her. If the baby is gone, the rumor will come true. Then, how will she face the eyes and criticism of others? "

All the expressions on Zac's face froze in an instant, as if he was frozen by a sudden cold current, leaving only coldness. "You worry too much. The child is mine, of course I will let it born."