Way Back Into Love (Essie)

Chapter 98 You Are Lying

"I..." Hanson wanted to say something but stopped after giving it a second thought. At first, he was

forced by his mom to give up, and he was afraid that he was too young to give her a future. After that,

he went into Bella. He couldn't do anything due to the strife between him and his family. And now, the

only thing he could do was put aside his love for her. All of these turned into a kind of silent sorrow that

choked his throat.

"I'll love you more and make up for everything that happened for the past five years," he continued.

Essie put on a smile that was full of sorrow, bitterness, and despair. He did love her, but he did not care

about her at all. She had waited him for five years, and had actively confessed her love to him.

However, he didn't welcome her in his arms, making her look like a big fool. After getting drunk, she

married someone else and lost the most precious innocence that she had been saving for him.

"Did you ever think of me when you were about to marry Sunny? I confessed my love for you, but you

didn't say anything. Did you ever think about my feelings when you left with your fiancée? I won't be

stupid anymore. I've already made it clear to you, Hanson. Every time you had to choose among your

family, Bella, and me, I'm the one you decided to give up. I am not giving you another chance to

abandon me. It's too hard to love you!" Essie's tone was no longer gentle. Instead, it was sharp, filled

with grief, resentment, and accusation.

A sharp pain flashed across Hanson's face, but he didn't know how to refute her words.

She was right.

Because he wanted to get Bella first, he made her wait. And because he wanted to get his mother to be

cured first, he decided to separate from her temporarily.

He loved her. He wanted to be with her, but he always made up his mind to give her up.

For his sake, she gave up the opportunity to study in Instituto Marangoni. Even though she was bullied

by Sunny and couldn't find a job, she still chose to stay in Yang City, because of him.

She loved him fiercely, but he was too much of a coward in love.

He collapsed on the chair as if all of his strength had been drained away. He held his head in his hands

and ruffled his short hair restlessly.

Dead silence filled the room.

Then, Essie looked at him coldly, without even a sliver of hope or anger.

"I'm leaving, Hanson." Without waiting for his answer, she turned around and walked out at once.

A teardrop fell down from Hanson's eyes. He felt nothing but despair and sadness.

Today, Zac just stayed silent.

Ever since Essie entered the room, he had not said a word. He just stood alone on the balcony for a

long time.

He stared at the sunset in the sky.

The setting sun shone brightly, but his eyes were like a deep well that was dark, cold, and a place

where the sun could not shine.

Essie, on the other hand, was just lying on the sofa, too distracted to talk to him.

It was not until dusk that she sat up and took two bottles of wine from the refrigerator.

"Zac, come and drink with me."

He quivered slightly, as if he was chilled by the night breeze. After a moment of silence, he turned

around and came over.

She handed the wine to him and said, "Let's get drunk today."

He sat on the sofa and took a sip of wine. "We got married the last time when we got drunk. What do

you think will happen if we get drunk this time?"

"Maybe we'll get divorced!" Essie smiled faintly.

"Do you want a divorce?" Zac's dark eyes gleamed and became even deeper.

"According to the rule, you have been punished to have a divorce five years later." She wrinkled her

nose and stuck out her tongue.

"I'll try and make more mistakes. I'll try my best to have a divorce 50 years later." The corners of his

mouth curled up, and he suddenly leaned forward, his thin lips skimming over Essie's small mouth like

a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water.

She pushed him away and maintained a safe distance from him. "Are you always so flirtatious with

women?"

"Only when I am with my woman," he said with an evil smile.

"I'm not your woman." She pursed her lips and thought, 'Go and find your small-minded Leila.' Leila

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its essence. She even said that her evening dress was only good for stalls and had low quality. Shit!

Wasn't she afraid of lightning and thunder because of the lie?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She raised her head and took a swig of wine

to vent her anger!

With his arms on the back of the sofa, Zac looked somewhat domineering. "If you don't want to be my

woman, you can't be with anyone else in your life." His tone was slow but full of threats.

"What? I've got a lot of suitors. No need for you to worry about me." Essie crossed her arms in front of

her chest and puffed up her two pink cheeks. What he said just now made her even angrier. So she

decided to charge him for what his girlfriend did to her.

Taking a slight bow, Zac said, "Let's see who will dare to be with you without my permission."

'What a provocation!

Who cares?' thought she.

Essie jumped up abruptly, put her hands on her hips, and glared at him fiercely. "If I don't go to the Civil

Affairs Bureau to sign on the divorce paper, then you won't have any other woman in your life. And the

women you are with will have to be kicked out!"

Zac grinned. The depression that had accumulated in the shooting site suddenly disappeared. Essie

really had the ability to make him happy, worried, annoyed, and out of control.

He reached out his hand, grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. Then she fell into his arms,

screaming. "Let's see who's more powerful and can beat the damn peach blossoms around us?" he

challenged her.

She struggled and tried to get up. But he was as strong as a tiger. How could this little lamb resist him?

All she could do was let him control her. "Fine, don't cry then!" Essie said. A cold look flashed in her

eyes. She would start with his childhood sweetheart and kick her overseas.

His slender fingers touched her face, and with an evil and cold expression on his face, he said, "Do you

think I should start with Hanson first?"

Her bright eyes turned dark at once. "He doesn't count," Essie said in a low voice.

Zac's black pupils shrank. "Why?"

"He's already in the past." Her eyebrows knitted together in a frown. She knew that Hanson was only

forced to give up her, but she was totally exhausted, and she didn't have the courage and

perseverance to wait for an uncertain result.

Her words made Zac's heart light up for an instant, but when he saw the painful expression on her

face, he quickly felt gloomy again. "If I made you choose again, will you choose Hanson or Instituto

Marangoni?"

She bit her lower lip, as if making a very difficult choice. After a long time, she said weakly, "I'll never

regret my choice." She never regretted loving him. Perhaps he never loved her, and it was all just

wishful thinking on her part. But it would be still better than now. Never before had she felt like this. Her

heart was empty. The moment she got what she wanted, she lost it at once.

She could not completely forget him. As long as he was in her heart, she could not accept another

person.

Zac unconsciously tightened his arms around her waist. His brows were knitted together, his handsome

face was tight, and almost every muscle of his was tinged with gloom. "Stupid!" he said in a deep voice.

His low and hoarse voice contained uncontrollable anger.

Instead of trying to comfort her, he hit her instead!

Then, Essie held her fist in the air and hit him on the shoulder hard. "On second thought, I feel a little

regret now. If I had gone to Instituto Marangoni and I'm still in Milan now, I would not have met you, the

big bad wolf!"

"It's too late. You have already been eaten by me." Zac smirked and lowered his head to kiss her, not

letting go of her fist no matter how much she struggled. He wouldn't give up until he felt satisfied with

her sweetness.

He kissed her for such a long time that Essie felt like she was going to faint from suffocation. When

they were done kissing, she leaned on his chest while panting slightly. She felt quite dizzy, and her

mind was entirely blank. It was as if she had been forced to drink a large glass of whisky and gotten

drunk.

Looking at her red and swollen lips, Zac smiled and raised his hand to stroke her face. "You are mine,"

he said. His voice was low and deep, like a gentle night breeze that had an intoxicating tenderness to

it. He was not going to allow anyone to steal her away from him, especially not Hanson.

Essie's heart skipped a beat. 'What does he mean?' He doesn't love her at all, so how could she be

his? She was not a toy, nor was she his mistress. Did he think that she didn't have her own feelings

and dignity?

"You are not mine. Why should I be yours?" She glared at him.

"You idiot, do you really want me?" His lips curled into a teasing smile.

This was the biggest joke she had heard in her whole life! Even if he had an unparalleled beauty, the

most she could do was to appreciate it. He was domineering, indifferent, narcissistic, and had a sharp

tongue. She wouldn't dare to take him.

"Don't flatter yourself. I'm not interested in you at all." Essie curled her lips with disdain.

Zac rubbed his chin and said, "Idiot, do you know what your biggest feature is?"

"What is it?" She blinked.

"You're a liar," Zac said, lifting his charming thin lips.

Essie was speechless. It would be better for her to stay away from this venomous man.

After the careful editing of the second round of Beauty on Runway, the show would air on Saturday. It

showed the scene where Essie's dress was ruined in the first episode, and the scene where Sunny

poured coffee on her deliberately.

As a result, the show was a hit again, and it left the other satellite TV stations far behind in ratings.

Overnight, there was a huge surge of public opinions on various social media platforms like youtube

and google.

"Unfair judges on Beauty on Runway!"

"Sunny go to hell!"

"Leila, where is your dignity?"

The top ten most searched things on google were Beauty on Runway, Essie, and Nicole.

Someone had to hire paid rumormongers to prove their innocence.

In the villa, Sunny stamped her feet and screamed with anger.

Essie had fought back.

Fortunately, she was well prepared for the situation. If she couldn't eliminate her from the match, she

could at least discredit her.

She hurriedly made a phone call to George. "Spread the video and hire a group of people to make a

scene," she told him.