A Beautiful Misunderstanding

She thought about it for a while and then sent a message saying, "Zac, I won't cook tonight. Please arrive at Petrus Restaurant
for a French dinner. See you at sharp eight o'clock. PS: If you stand me up, I am going to burn you alive."
While reading this message, Zac was in the cottage by the bay with his subordinate, William. A smile made its way to his face as
soon as he read Essie's text. It was an unnoticeable one yet William caught it since he knew his boss very well. Moreover, his
boss seemed to be in high spirits lately. There was a new cheerfulness about him. He couldn't help but come to the conclusion
that Essie had a part in it. He was also stunned to see this change in his boss. No other girl had managed to placate Zac since
he was indifferent to their feelings. Even the most beautiful women had no power over him.
As the only person who knew the whereabouts of Zac, he also knew about this absurd marriage.
That day, Zac was drunk and went back to get his identification. William had tried his best to stop him, but Zac wouldn't listen, he
fought his way out.
After escaping from one marriage, he ended up getting tangled in the webs of another marriage. It seemed that his boss had
committed a marriage crisis this year!
"Valery and Mrs. Mary sent two groups to catch you. They chased after you from Paris to St. Moritz in two different ways." He
reported that they wouldn't stop until they saw the bridegroom on the wedding.
"Tell Andy to continue playing with them," taking a sip of coffee, Zac said with a slight irony in his eyes. He had made full
preparations for the escape from the wedding this time. He not only made up an illusion that he was going abroad, but also had
his subordinates travel around the country using his name.
"Why don't you just take Miss Essie home? Try to convince Mrs. Mary and Valery that you have no interest in marrying Valery,"
suggested William, confused. Although he had worked with Zac for several years, he still had a tough time understanding what
was going on in his boss's head.
"It's not the right time yet," said Zac, devoid of any emotion on his face. Before he could do anything, he had to make sure Essie
would cooperate. He still hadn't convinced her!
William said no more. Speaking less and doing more was the most important quality one had to have if they wished to work for
Zac.
At eight o'clock, Zac arrived at the Petrus Restaurant on time.

On his way, he kept on wondering what had prompted her to make such a grand plan! 'Is it because she was suddenly in a mood
for some good dish or because at last she wanted to date me?' He wished the latter was true. He hoped his charm had finally
forced her to give in.
A warm smile broke through Zac's icy face, making him look even more handsome than he normally looked.
At the sight of Zac, Mandy stood up excitedly and said, "Zac!"
Zac's smile froze in an instant. "Where is Essie?"
"She just called and said that she had something urgent to deal with, so she won't be able to make it." Mandy had already come
up with an excuse.
"What was so urgent that she had to leave the dinner?" A shadow flitted over Zac's eyes.
"There happens to be a fashion show tonight." Mandy shuddered at Zac's coldness. She realized this wouldn't go as her plan.
'How dare she!' Zac muttered under his breath, but Mandy couldn't hear it.
The darkness on his face magnified.
"Achoo—"
At the century event, Essie, who was sitting in the front row, sneezed again.
All her attention was on the runway, and she was completely unaware that the seat next to her had been occupied by someone
else.
"Long time no see, Essie." A low and familiar voice came to her ears, making her tremble slightly. She turned her head and saw
the gentle and elegant face. Her heart stopped beating at once. "Hanson, why are you here?" She remembered clearly that there
was a blonde foreigner next to her. It was beyond her how that lady had been replaced by Hanson.
Seeing her perplexed face, Hanson smiled and explained, "I've exchanged my seat with hers."
"Okay." Then she once again turned her attention back to the runway. She was a little flustered, as if she couldn't face him. Every
time she thought about him, their memories came flooding back.

Hanson, on the other hand, didn't have an ounce of shame. He wouldn't move his eyes from her. Her light chestnut curly hair
shone golden in the light. Her delicate face was like the bright diamond. Slowly, he was drinking her in. She didn't put on any
makeup, instead applied a layer of transparent lip gloss on her plump lips. She always kept it simple, allowing her pure beauty to
shine, like a stream of clear moonlight pouring out. This was one of the reasons why people were amazed by her. And presently,
Hanson wanted to hold her in his hands.
The light blue organza dress on her body set off her tall and thin figure. And the large V-neck design revealed her delicate
clavicle. The hemline was even lower than her thighs.
Watching this, Hanson's Adam's apple rolled. He said, "It's a beautiful dress." Of course she was more beautiful, but he wouldn't
scare her with compliments.
However, Essie thought he was talking about the show, so she nodded and said, "Ordinary people wouldn't be able to pull off
such a bold collision of colors."
"I was talking about your dress," he said, clearing the misunderstanding. The hair at the temples of her ear was tossed away by
him. The skin he touched was burning hot. She looked away in a hurry. "I... made it myself."