Chapter 51 The Big Bad Wolf Got Her

"First of all, you are my wife. Even if I bought the house, you legally own half of it. The law will protect you from anyone who wants to take away that right, including me. Second, if you had shared your apartment with me, I would be worried about my sleeping place all the time, so where will I get the time and energy to invest in the stock market? Finally, you're my lucky charm in choosing which stocks to invest in. Without you, I probably would be suffering losses in the stock exchange. Now, do you still think you'd be freeloading by living here rent-free? All of those reasons make perfectly justify your stay here,"

Zac spoke in a slow, unhurried manner, and his voice wove a bewitching melody in Essie's ears. It put her in a hypnotic trance; the more he spoke, the more she was convinced of the logic of such an arrangement.

After all, she did make a significant contribution to Zac's success. Without her, he still would have been living as a penniless hobo. He would not have been able to afford his living expenses, let alone a house of his own.

Fine, she could move in and live with him until they get divorced.

Lost in her thoughts, Essie found herself smiling. Somehow, she felt happy at the thought of not having to be separated from Zac.

Maybe they had been living together for too long that she already got used to it.

As Lucy and Bob had yet to return, Essie sliced some oranges and sat with Zac on the balcony to eat and watch the sunset.

"Now that you've bought a house, do you intend to live in Yang City instead of going back to Dragon City?" she asked casually.

A slight smile turned up the corners of Zac's mouth. "Marriage to me means that you will follow me anywhere. In the future, I'll take you back to Dragon City together with me."

"I won't go. I don't like Dragon City." She curled her lips in an expression of disgust.

"Why not?" Zac asked, eyebro

a disgust toward women. Other people attributed his excessive fastidiousness toward cleaning to a mania or a disease. Only he knew the real reason—his condition was due to that witch who boldly attempted to seduce him in the past.

With an unusual glitter in his eyes, Zac lifted the quilt and quickly slid under the covers, towering over Essie like a giant mountain.

Essie desperately scrabbled for composure and stammered uneasily, "What... What are you doing?"

"Exactly what you want me to do," he quipped flippantly. A diabolical grin appeared around the corners of his perfect lips.

Essie huffed out defensively, "I just want to sleep. We have to move tomorrow." With her parents asleep in the next room, Essie could not cry out or make any noise at the risk of waking them. Zac was as inexorable as the sea and sky. He was a lot stronger than she was, and resisting him would be an exercise in futility. She had no choice but to try and persuade him not to in a wiser way.

"Are you toying with me?" Zac asked softly. His long fingers softly landed on her cheek and glided down, like a feather gently skimming over the contours of her face. Overwhelmed, Essie shuddered slightly, and electricity sparked down her spine and spread outward all over her body.