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A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 152 Too Difficult To Be Good (Part One)

In a panic, Essie covered herself with a towel and asked, "How did you get in?" She distinctly remembered locking the door.

"I have the key." Zac smiled mischievously. Then he came over to her and took her into his arms. Feeling the cold temperature of her body, he paused and asked, "Are you cold?"

After getting wet in the rain, how could she not feel cold?

"Let go of me. I need to change my clothes." She tried to push him away as hard as she could but she ended up grunting in pain. She had accidentally pulled on her injured knee after putting in all her strength to push him.

It was not until then that Zac noticed that her knees were still bleeding. He guided her towards the bed and helped her sit down. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the wet clothes on the floor. He frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"I got wet in the rain when I went to see the Epiphyllum, and I fell on the ground on my way back," Essie said in a casual tone.

Zac stroked her head tenderly then took out the first aid kit and disinfected her wound before applying some medicine.

Once he was done, he asked Jane to cook some ginger soup to help Essie get warm.

Jane turned around and was just about to leave when Essie stopped her. "Please cook a little extra and send a bowl of soup to Miss Valery as well," she said.

"Yes, my lady." Jane nodded and walked out.

"Did Valery also get wet in the rain?" Zac asked casually after hearing what Essie said to Jane. She pouted as she said, "Don't worry. She was in the pavilion, so she didn't get wet in the rain. I want to send her some ginger soup out of my simple concern that she might catch a cold."

With a smile, Zac pulled her into his arms and said, "Honey, are you jealous?"

She rolled her eyes and replied, "I'm not the kind of person who overthinks that kind of thing." She didn't love him. How could she be jealous?

After a while, Jane entered their room with a bowl of ginger soup in hand.

"Have you given some to Miss Valery as well?" Essie asked.

"Yes, but Miss Valery said that she can't stand the smell of ginger, so she asked me to throw it away," Jane answered. She felt that serving Miss Valery was much more difficult than serving her own ladies.copy right hot novel pub