Way Back Into Love (Essie) novel Chapter 85

There was a giant three-layer cake on the table. The bright candle light swayed in the wind, like the stars shining in the night sky.

"Happy birthday," a gentle voice said from behind.

Today was her birthday? Shocked, Essie looked at the calendar hanging on the wall. It was June 12th.

'Oh my God! It really was my birthday,' thought she. She even forgot it herself, and she didn't expect that he would remember it!

"Ice guy, how did you know that today is my birthday?" She turned around and looked at him. His cold face was tinted with the same color as the candle light, making it look very warm. The smile on his face was as charming as sunshine. It made ripples in her heart.

"It is written on our marriage certificate," he said. Then he held her by the shoulder and took her to the table. "Make a wish!"

She nodded, put her hands together, and closed her eyes.

What was her wish?

Over the past five years, she had made the same wish on every one of her birthdays: she wished for Hanson to like her and hoped that they could be together forever.

Now, she was finally awake.

She was going to have a fresh start at the age of 22.

This time, she wished that Zac wouldn't disappear from her world, and that even after they were apart, he wouldn't consider her as just a passer-by. She hoped that there could be a small place in his heart that belonged to her, and that...

She stopped.

Why were all her wishes related to him?

Damn it! What was she thinking?

'I must have been too moved by him,' she thought.

This was a sugar coated bullet. He just wanted to lure her in so he could get divorced earlier.

She must stay vigilant.

With this in mind, she opened her eyes, took a deep breath, and blew out the candles.

"What did you wish for?" he jeered.

"It's none of your business." She looked down and pretended to look at the cake, feeling a little guilty.

Zac shrugged and smiled, pretending to be unconcerned to conceal the slightest hint of disappointment between his eyebrows.

Her wish probably had something to do with Hanson. After all, she only cared about him all the time.

"Cut the cake." He looked at the flickering candle, but there was no light in his eyes.