Chapter 37 Angry

The atmosphere in the living room felt like a funeral. It was so silent that she could hear a pin drop.

Bob and Lucy, especially Lucy, were on the verge of exploding in anger.

Looking like a child who had done something wrong, Essie lowered her head until the tip of her chin
touched her chest. She didn't dare look them in the eye. How the hell was she going to explain this? If
they said that they had gotten drunk and signed off on the marriage certificate and that they were
planning to get a divorce in two months, they would freak the hell out.

Zac stared at Essie's parents. Although they stared at him as if he was a criminal who had kidnapped
their daughter, he decided to answer frankly, "Uncle, aunt, it's really wrong to hide this from you. Essie
and I–"

"How long have you known each other?" Lucy interrupted him coolly. She was in no mood to hear his
explanation.

"One–"

"One year!"

Essie interrupted.

Her mother would have fainted on the spot if she knew that they only met a month ago.

Bob took a deep breath, calming himself. "Essie, tell me honestly, are you really serious about this? Or
were you just driven by your emotions?" These days, eloping was very popular among the younger
generation. He was afraid that his daughter would go and imitate them for the sake of not being left out.

"Dad, I'm serious." To emphasize her affection, Essie held Zac's arm. She didn't want her parents to be
suspicious. He held her hands intimately, cooperating with her act.



Bob was not amused. "Do Zac's parents know about this?"

"Well, not yet. We plan to talk about it when he go back home for the Spring Festival." Essie wanted the
earth to just swallow her life. At this point, she had to lie continuously to keep this up.

"You have gone too far!" Lucy shrieked, disappointed and outraged at what they had done. Essie had
always been a good girl. Unlike other children who fell too quickly for love, she had always been
reasonable. Lucy didn't expect that she would be hasty enough to get married with a man she had just
met, especially without consulting her first! Wasn't the failed marriage between her and her biological
father serve as enough warning for her?

Essie winced. "I'm sorry, mom." She really didn't want to lie to them, but at this point, she had no
choice.

However, Lucy wasn't calming down. Instead, she packed her belongings into her suitcase and decided
to go out and stay in a hotel. Knowing what kind of person his wife was, Bob decided to give her some
time to cool off.

After escorting them to a nearby hotel, they were kicked out.

Feeling distressed, Essie bent over on the sofa in the lobby, sighing.

Zac knew that he was the only one to be blamed for, for taking away their daughter without even asking
for their permission. However, their arrival also came in good timing. If he got the recognition he
wanted, she wouldn't even dare bring up 'divorce' in front of them. It would be the perfect time for her to
meet his family in the process, and drive away Valery for him.

Zac grinned as he placed an arm around her shoulder. "I'll make a reservation in a restaurant for lunch.
We'll take them around Yang City as well. As long as they're happy with me, I'm sure they won't get
mad at the both of us for any longer."



Essie nodded. She was about to call around, but Zac held her back. "Let me do it."

"Didn't you just come to Yang City recently? Do you even know your way around?" She stared at him
suspiciously.

"Don't worry." Zac patted her on the shoulder and began to make a phone call. At the same time, Essie
was already writing down all her parents' likes and dislikes, so he would avoid annoying them.

When he returned and saw the paper, he smiled. "You're so considerate, but if they've become too
satisfied with me, do you really think we'd be able to get divorced at this rate? What should I do then?"

Essie froze. She had once believed that they were going to get divorced in three weeks. But with her
parents on the line...

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became.

Zac pulled her into his arms. "How about we don't divorce until the Spring Festival is over?" he
suggested.

She furrowed her eyebrows. "Why do we have to wait until then?"


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