But this time, it was another blow to her. She knew that she was unable to forgive him this time, and she also knew that he didn't love her at all.
"I didn't expect that you would come to me." She murmured with bitterness and disappointment.
"Good. You have a clear estimation of yourself." Zac said in a cold tone, which made her heart tremble.
She sat up and looked for some clean clothes to wear in the wardrobe. Her stuff didn't move at all, as if someone was still waiting for her.
How come? She couldn't believe it. Now that Leila had visited him, she should have packed all her belongings and thrown them away to make room for Leila.
"Today is Saturday. Do you still need to go to the company?" Zac said in a low voice.
"Holy won't go to school today. I'm going to take her to the Sea World." Someone knocked at the door while she was talking. "Daddy, are you still sleeping?" a young voice came.
Hearing that, Zac was shocked. He quickly jumped up from his bed. He had forgotten that every Saturday, Mary would send Rabi here to spend the weekend with him.
This time, Essie was in a panic and wanted to hide herself in the closet. Zac pulled her from behind. "Is it necessary to hide?"
He seemed to be right. He was her ex-husband and she was his ex-wife. They did not get married again. What was she worried about?
She breathed a sigh of relief, tidied up her hair, and followed him to the door of the room.
As soon as Zac opened the door, Rabi jumped into his arms. Zac held him in his arms and kissed his cheek. "You're here so early. Why don't you stay at home and sleep a little longer?"
"I miss daddy." Rabi asked in a childish voice. He looked at the person behind him and asked, "Daddy, she is not aunt Leila, is she?"
Hearing this, there was a flash of anger in Essie's eyes. It was sure that this bastard of Zac often took Leila home to sleep, or else the child would not say such words.
"She is..." But before Zac could finish his words, Rabi's excited voice came through, "she is my mommy. She is Rabi's Mommy." He shouted and pointed at the digital frame on the wall with his little hand, on which photos of two people were being taken.
"I am not..." But before Essie could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Zac's voice. "Right, Rabi is really smart. She is Mommy."
'What does he mean by lying to him like that?' Essie wondered.
"Mommy, hug me." Hearing that, Rabi extended her hand to her, her little face blooming like a flower. Seeing that, Essie hesitated for a while. In order not to disappoint the child, she stretched her hand to take him over from Zac's arms. Rabi looked a little thin because of the premature delivery and heart operation. Rabi was half a year older than Dot. However, when Essie was hugging Rabi, she felt that he was as heavy as Dot. She carefully looked at his pale face. He didn't look like Zac. It seemed that he was not his child. But he didn't look much like Valery. Probably he looked like her biological father.
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