Way Back Into Love (Essie) novel Chapter 79

On the first day that he was gone, Essie decided that as long as he came back, she would cook his favorite dish, carrot stewed with yellow beef, for him.

The day after that, she told herself that she wouldn't get angry if he laughed at her or teased her.

On the third day, she could only sigh deeply in depression. She swore to herself that if he was ever unhappy in the future, she would be willing to be his punching bag and trash bin so he could vent out his grievances.

However, three whole days had already passed, but Zac still hadn't shown up.

The days without him were boring.

She ate, watched TV, and went shopping alone. It was as if she was the only one left in the world.

Time ticked by unbearably slowly.

Every day seemed like an entire century.

Essie leaned against the sofa in a trance. She couldn't even get excited at new orders.

'Where did he go?

Has his hand recovered? Is he still angry?

Why hasn't he come back?' Essie's mind was full of questions.

The house belonged to him, so she was the person who was supposed to leave the house.

She suddenly felt like she had no right to be living in Zac's house.

But he didn't bring the house key with him. If she left, he wouldn't be able to come in.

She sighed deeply and took out her phone to call him, but when she thought that he was probably alright and was just reluctant to come back because he was flirting with Leila instead of her, she put her phone back down.

On the fourth day,

Hanson was discharged from the hospital.

It seemed that he was obsessed with her. Instead of going straight to the company, he stayed with her all day long, filling up her lonely day.

Over the next few days, they spent their time enjoying the sunrise and sunset, curling up together, discussing the latest fashion trends, and having a romantic candlelit dinner.

Essie's melancholy heart felt better. As for Zac, she no longer thought about him for the time being.

He belonged to another woman now, and Hanson belonged to her.

Today, Hanson took her to see the sunset on the sea.

He walked into the yacht and took out a gift box.

"This is for you. Open it and see if you like it."

Essie was slightly stunned. She opened it and saw a very beautiful dress inside.

"Hanson, did you design it by yourself?" Essie's eyes widened in surprise, a small flame burning in her eyes.

He nodded with a smile, and she looked like a peony in the peak of its bloom. Her beautiful little face was tinted with a faint rosy glow, and the corners of her mouth were curled up in joy. Her entire body looked like a small sparkling star—bright, dazzling, and brilliant.

Essie had been praying for this to happen for many years, and now she had finally fulfilled her dream of wearing a dress designed by such a talented designer and the youngest winner of MANGO International Fashion Award.

She excitedly rushed into the room and put on the long dress.

The cloak highlighted her beautiful shoulders, and she looked like a dream. Hanson had embroidered bamboo leaf flowers and some poetry onto the dress with his own hands, and the dress flowed as smoothly as ripples of water on a lake and half-hid her long legs which could be seen in walk. Her face could be deemed alluring in every aspect.

Once she was done putting the dress on, she went back up to the deck, looking like a little mermaid princess.