A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 333 Will You Protect Me (Part One)

"You can't get rid of me this life time. Except me, don't expect to have a second wife," she stood with arms rested on the hips and said firmly.

There was a touch of unspeakable excitement in the eyes of Zac, which flashed like a meteor. With a slight smile at the corners of his mouth, he sneered, "It is a matter of a minute for me to divorce you. Do you have the ability to resist?"

'No.'

She thought to herself, 'In front of such an arrogant, imperious, self-centered, cold-blooded, ruthless and arrogant overlord like him, I am like a tiny ant that will be crushed to death in a minute.'

However, as an ant, she was not afraid of death. Even if he was making trouble for her, she would not shrink back.

"You have amnesia. So you are a natural person of none complete civil conductive capacity. You can't have a divorce," she said unhurriedly.

"If I want to get rid of you. I don't have to get a divorce." He smiled coldly.

She quivered slightly. Did it mean that he planned to have sex with another woman there outside?

But, could he?

"You have a hidden disease, don't you forget?" she reminded him in a very low voice.

Blazing anger flashed in his eyes. At the mention of it, he grew angrier. "Do you want to tell me that it is useful to keep you by my side?"

"I... I mean, you can't find a mistress," she explained in a hurry, and his eyes were like lions that were going to hunt, which made her a little scared.

"Then show me your value." He stood up all of a sudden and twisted her in his arms, like an eagle trying to pinch a chick. A raging fire wildly swayed in his dark eyes and even burnt her cheek. She said, "Let go... Let go of me. Your wound is not fully healed. The doctor said you can't do strenuous exercise."

"You serve me." He snorted coldly, let go of her, turned around and went upstairs. She stood there dully, at a loss. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

He stopped at the top of the stairs and turned to look at her, "What are you waiting for? Get up or get out." After saying that, seeing that she was still unmoved, he added irritably, "Get out and never try to come back again." The destructive and threatening power was like a bomb. The huge mushroom cloud above her head blocked the sunlight.

The chill went through her feet and spread all over her body. She couldn't help shivering. She moved her feet mechanically and followed him upstairs.

She couldn't remember how many times she had fainted, and he was like a beast, a beast that had been hungry for many days and could swallow its prey. It was not until the next day that she woke up.

She felt sore all over her body, as if she had been torn open and assembled again. He leaned against the head of the bed, with a satisfied expression on his face, "You're only of this value." He said in a cold voice, full of irony.

"If I am worth a little, it is better than worth nothing," she answered weakly.

"Remember, you shall be here immediately whenever I need you. Don't make me wait too long, or you must get out immediately," he threatened word by word.

She nodded meekly with a submissive expression. He was not a man who would be tender to a woman. After the loss of memory, she was no different from other women. He would not have a tender heart for her. The only thing she could do was to endure. She would not allow him to find a reason to divorce her.

After breakfast, she accompanied him to the garden to bask in the sun. Sitting on the bench, he looked directly at her hand that was holding his arm. "If you don't pull your hand back, I'm afraid I'll break it."

"Go ahead. If you break it, you will have to serve me for the rest of my life." Her voice was as soft as a breeze, but it was full of deterrence.

He frowned and looked away. Well, out of sight, out of mind.

In the garden, the plum blossoms were blooming vigorously. She picked one randomly, put it under her nose and smelled it. "It smells so good, see?" While saying, she put the flower in front of his nose. He snorted in a sullen voice, "Stupid woman, do you have nothing to do? That is why you always wandering under my eyes all day long?"

"No, I have a lot of things to do." Essie shook her head violently, "This year's general shareholder's meeting is coming, and we also need to hold the banquet for employees at every year end. A lot of things are going to be done. The most important thing is that I still don't know who is going to kill me. Do you think it is Bles or Elizabeth?"

"The killer is dead," Zac said lightly. He was just talking about a stranger. Three days ago, the leading man in black told him that they found the dead body in a dump and the killer was shot dead between his eye brows.

"Dead?" Shocked, Essie asked, "He was murdered to be kept forever silence?"

"No, that is not the case." Zac shook his head. "The person who wants to kill you this time is from an international killer organization called KA. This organization is very strict. Killers are only responsible for killing. Only the top leader knows the buyer who hired them. The killers won't know."

Essie sneered. It sounds that her life did worth something. The enemy did actually hire killer from an international group. "It is a good thing that someone helped me kill the killer. I don't need to worry about it in the future."

"It is too early to be happy. I know all the people that KA group is going to kill can never get away with them. They won't stop until the target dies. Even this killer dies, they will send another one soon." Zac took the flower from her hand and pressed it lightly on his fingertips. Soon the petals became floral mud.