A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 33 Home Wrecker

In the evening, Essie and Mandy had already gone home after long hours of shopping together. As they were about to open the door, they heard a woman's laughter echoing from the inside.

What's going on?

Puzzled by the sound, Essie immediately turned the door open.

In the living room, Zac had his arm wrapped around a woman while he was watching TV.

The woman was gorgeous. In fact, she had an angel's face, but a devil's body. She was decked in designer wear from head to toe as if she was fresh out of a branded store.

She held Zac in his arms as she leaned against his shoulders. They looked incredibly intimate.

Essie's jaw dropped. He actually made a girlfriend? Why did he never mention it?

Feeling as if she had just been struck by lightning, Mandy fell onto the ground. Luckily, Essie caught her from falling.

Zac didn't even bother to look at her. Instead, his stare was fixated on Essie. There was a flash of anger in her beautiful eyes. Although it was passing, he still noticed it.

Good. That meant that she still had feelings for him.

A smile weaved its way into his lips.

"Her name is Mindy," he introduced lazily. His grip around the woman's waist tightened, as if their mere presence didn't affect him as much as the woman did.

There was an unspeakable feeling in Essie's heart, as if an ant was chewing on her nerves. She winced, swallowing.

Mandy was practically burning with jealousy. "When did you get to know each other?" She wondered if she had been half a step slower from the very beginning and someone else took over the price.

"Recently," Zac answered plainly. He whispered something in the woman's ear. With a shy smile, Mindy followed him into the room.

The door slammed shut.

It was as if Essie had been punched in the stomach.

She shuddered as a bad feeling rose up her heart.

Mandy was on the verge of a breakdown. She placed her ear against the door, trying to monitor the situation inside. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

In the room, Zac sat on the chair with a smirk. He couldn't help but imagine what Essie was feeling. Was it anger? Was it jealousy?

Come in and save him!

He waited for so long, but no one knocked on the door. Instead, all he could hear was Mandy shuffling her boots from the outside.

Mindy sat by the window. Although she was in it for the money, she didn't want to miss out on such a handsome man either.

"I can always provide some extra service," she flirted. However at his cold glance, she found herself sitting back.

Ten minutes later, there was still no response from Essie. His eyebrows furrowed.

He glanced at the woman who was playing with her phone.

"Scream for me," he whispered.

Mindy smirked, giving him a thumbs up.

Outside the door, Mandy's eyes were swollen with tears. "Didn't you say that I was being too forward? Look! The woman is even more forward than me and now, they're fucking!" She gritted her teeth, wishing that she had just followed suit.

Essie walked back and forth in the living room. Of course, she felt outraged for her best friend.

What the hell was going on? What the hell was he thinking?

Mandy was an amazing catch! Why the hell would he settle for someone like that material girl?

When she was about to comfort Mandy, there was a sound coming from the bed followed by the woman's scream of excitement.

All of a sudden, her blood boiled.

After all, she was his legitimate wife! Was it appropriate for him to take a mistress into the room and slap the fact against her face!

She couldn't control herself anymore. With her fists clenched, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Fire-"