"Leila, let Christina cut the cake with you this time." He handed the knife to Christina.
"Okay." Christina also didn't think it was a good idea for Zac to cut the cake with her elder sister
anymore. After all, he was married and his wife was here to watch them. It was better not to draw any
attention from them.
Leila felt disappointed. This was the worst and saddest birthday she had ever had in her twenty-five
years.
After the cake was finished, she took advantage of the time when Essie went to the make-up room, and
walked towards Zac.
"Zac, can we get along with each other as before?" As she frowned, her eyes were full of resentment.
"Leila, we are always good friends," Zac said in a low and deep voice.
Leila's heart ached. His family name was Rong while her family name was Qin. They could only be
friends and could not be a couple in their lifetime.
"Zac, I know why you are married to Essie," she said it after taking a sip of champagne.
Zac was shocked. "What do you want to say, Leila?"
A strange smile appeared on Leila's face. "You and Essie got married just to get rid of Valery. You don't
love her at all."
There was a muscle on Zac's handsome face. "Who told you that?" asked him.
"It's Essie. She admitted in person that you and her are just partners. You don't love her and she
doesn't love you. The one she really loves is Hanson, and the one you love is..." She stopped talking.
She wanted to tell him that she was the one he loved, but she dared not say anything more when she
saw his gloomy face and angry face. It had been so many years since they were together. However no
one admitted their relationship in advance. It was obviously not a good time to confess it now, as they
had never done that before.
Rage was rising in Zac's eyes. "When did she tell you?"
"The first time you took her to a party, I was also there. But I didn't go to see you, actually." Leila
answered haltingly. She thought that Zac was mad at her because Essie had told her that he didn't
want her to know. But when she saw that he was getting more and more intimate with Essie, to the
point of making it serious, she couldn't help but tell him about it.
Blue veins stood out on Zac's forehead. Raising his head, he drained the glass in one gulp.
As soon as Essie came out of the dressing room, she saw Hanson, who was standing not far away
from her. He had been waiting for her specially since she had been taken care of by Zac all the time. It
was only by this moment that he got a chance to meet her alone.
"You gave me birthday gifts every year, even when I was in Milan. Have you not even given me a
blessing this year?"
He could not hold back the pain in his heart and his voice was trembling slightly. She bit her lips, made
a wish and said in a low voice, "Happy birthday, Hanson."
"You haven't forgotten, have you?" He looked at her with calm eyes.
She did not answer. How could she forget it? Everything about him was imprinted on her mind.
He knew that she had acquiesced in his words, so his face flashed a glimmer of light. "That day at the
cafe, did you do it on purpose to stimulate me?" He pressed on, unwilling to give her any chance to
escape and breathe. She took a deep breath and said, "No, what I said is true. I'm just that kind of
person." She tried her best to sound colder than she could feel, leaving no trace of mercy on his mind.
"No matter what you say, I won't believe you." He said firmly and decisively. She sighed heavily,
"Christina is a good girl. She is more suitable for you than me."
"Essie." He lowered his voice, "No matter what I do and whom I am with, they are all for you. I will take
you away."
She dazed for a moment, and did not understand what he meant, but somehow she felt a little scared.
He seemed to have changed, becoming different from what he used to be. The ruthlessness in his
eyebrows was a bit more than it had never been before.
"It's your duty to forget me." She said in a weak voice.
"Unless I die." He said clearly and forcefully.
At that moment, she was caught by a hurricane like force. She was held in his arms and kissed. Then
he turned around and looked at Hanson. There was cruelty in his gloomy eyes. "I should take my wife
away." He stressed the word 'wife', as if he was deliberately provoking each other.
Hanson gritted his teeth. His handsome face was distorted because of extreme anger. His eyes were
filled with resentment.
It was full of the smell of gunpowder in the air, as if any slight fire would cause an explosion.
"Excuse me, Hanson." Worried that they might fight, Essie took Zac's arm and left right away.
On the way back, Zac didn't say a word. His face was very gloomy. He made a sharp turn and drove to
the Bank of the lake. It seemed that he wanted to take a deep breath to calm himself down.
He stood by the lake for a long time. His shadow was imprinted on the grass in the moonlight, like a
crooked and thick ink.
Staring at his back with a fearful look for a long time, she got out of the car and stood beside him.
"I came out of the dressing room and happened to meet Hanson. We didn't say anything
inappropriate," she explained haltingly. Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, she frowned, and
then continued, "Even if I break up with Hanson, it is impossible for us not to have any contact with
each other, and we can still be friends. Didn't you and Leila do the same?"
Zac still didn't say anything. He turned around and glanced at her coldly. Then he looked away and
looked at the lake. It seemed that he was trying to restrain some emotions that was about to lose
control. He was not thinking about what had happened to her and Hanson just now, but what she had
said to Leila.
But Essie did not know anything about it. Being ignored by him gorgeous, she was extremely
uncomfortable, "Hey, freezing guy, how can you be so narrow-minded? People say that the grand
councilor can support you in his backer. As a talented designer and the chief executive, you are a
complete narrow-minded man. After I talked a few words with Hanson, you were very angry and
ignored me. I was going to accompany you to your first lover's birthday party, how tolerant and
generous I am. If your employees know that you are even narrow-minded than a woman, they will
laugh their teeth out and look up at you from the admirable to a rude, scornful way." She was angry,
chattering and thinking something different from him.
He wiped the sweat on his forehead, unable to laugh or cry. He felt that his anger was all struck on a
soft cotton wall, unable to vent. His internal injury was serious.
"Essie Yi!" He growled.
She had a lot of things to say, but when she heard him calling her name, she immediately shut up. If he
called her with her full name instead of little fool, then he would be really angry.
She sat down on the grass, picked up a cobblestone and threw it into the lake. She was extremely
depressed.
After a long time, Zac finally opened his mouth. His voice was faintly floating in the lake wind. "The first
time I took you to a party, you met Leila?"
"What?" As soon as she finished her words, she was shocked again. In her mind, she recalled very
hard about that day. Is that the first time she saw sister and Holy? She did see Leila, but why did he
ask that?
"Did Leila say something to you?"
"She told me everything you have said to her at that time." There was a weird expression on his lips,
which looked more like a bitter smile, but more like a bitter mockery of the extremely sad. "Even in your
heart, our marriage is of no importance. But is it necessary to describe it so unbearable in front of an
outsider?"
Again, Essie was shocked. He was angry not because of what happened between her and Hanson?
But because of this?
She didn't ignore the implication he was pointing at. Was the outsider pointing at Leila? Was Leila an
outsider in his heart?
Wasn't she his childhood sweetheart and first love?
Was it because he feared that she was a member of Qin family?
She got a bit confused. She started to get a paste in her head. She failed to think about it clearly.
"Do you want me to tell Leila that we got married because we loved each other and we couldn't live
without each other?"
His deep eyes were shining in the moonlight. "You can only say that in front of outsiders from now on."
This was another rude and tough order.
Didn't he try to justify himself?
Essie pouted again. He was indeed from a noble family and cared a lot about dignity and his face.
"In fact, what I said to Leila that night was only a temporary measure." She thought it necessary for her
to explain, in case he thought she was an outspoken person and thought she would bear a grudge.
"Really?" He raised his eyebrows and listened to her explanation with great interest.
"Leila, right? Isn't she your old lover? I'm afraid that she still remembers you and wants to get back at
me. When the time comes, she and Valery can work together to deal with me. Both of them are the
daughters of the rich and powerful families. If they form an alliance with money and power, do you think
I will be able to stand it? Can I handle it? So I made up these words to make her stand on my side and
fight against Valery with me."
"Anyway, don't make our marriage a condition in the future, okay?" He flicked her forehead as a
punishment.
She frowned and looked at his serious face, as if their marriage was holy and inviolable. It was just a
cooperation, but they had to be covered with a layer of gorgeous gauze. Wasn't it hypocritical?
Icy guy, the reason why you agreed to help me and refused to divorce me was because you wanted me
to come to Dragon City to stop your marriage with Valery, isn't it?" She was about to tear up this piece
of cloth.
"Do you still think so?" He frowned slightly.
"Is there any change?" She sneered.
He lowered his head and sighed, his breath drifting in the sea breeze. "I admit that I had this idea at the
beginning, but later I had another one."
"What idea?" She pouted.
"Let you be my real wife." He said solemnly and frankly.
That's because you can't marry Leila. You take me as a substitute by the way! She thought to herself.
"So you forced me to stay with you no matter I wanted to or not." She muttered, as if talking to herself,
but her voice was not low, as if she wanted him to hear it on purpose.
of cloth.
"Do you still think so?" He frowned slightly.
"Is there any change?" She sneered.
He lowered his head and sighed, his breath drifting in the sea breeze. "| admit that | had this idea at the
beginning, but later | had another one."
"What idea?" She pouted.
"Let you be my real wife." He said solemnly and frankly.
That's because you can't marry Leila. You take me as a substitute by the way! She thought to herself.
"So you forced me to stay with you no matter | wanted to or not." She muttered, as if talking to herself,
but her voice was not low, as if she wanted him to hear it on purpose.
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