Chapter 336 You Have Only One Use For Me (Part Two)

The reason why Jim told her about Zac's emotional entanglement was that he wanted her to make things clear with him and discuss with him about the kids.

However, she was very hesitant and worried, not knowing what to do. What if she told him about the kids and that Zac still couldn't regain his memory and wanted to have a fight for the custody of her kids?

Their marriage now was just like a glass bottle hanging on a thin line. Zac was cold. Her mother and Mary was in the way to obstruct them to be together. And there was Leila who always waiting for a chance to win back Zac. They were all like heavy items that added to the glass bottle that hung on a thin line which could break the thin line at any time due to the heavy weight.

If she divorced, they would have to talk about the custody of the kids. She couldn't win over Zac absolutely. She could do nothing but watch him take the kids away. Mary wouldn't treat her children well. If Leila became a stepmother, she would think of them as her obstacles and would think in every way to abuse them and even hurt them.

She couldn't let such a terrible thing happen. At present, the best way was to remain silence. As long as she could delay to talk about it, she would not bring this up under this situation. The most important thing right now was to help Zac restore his memory and stabilize their marriage. Then everything would be handled.

On the way back, there was only a silence tone in the car. The expression on Zac's face was like the night scene outside the window. It was deep and unpredictable. Essie hummed a song by herself. S

asy to feed."

"Am I lack of money to feed you?"

Well, this was indeed insignificant to the rich young master.

"Then I can cook delicious Braised Beef Brisket with Turnip. Does that count?" She finally thought of something that deserved to be praised. But his thin lips curled and he looked with disdain. "Can't the cook make it better than you?"

The cooks the Rong family hired were all first-class chefs. How could she compare with them? But...

"You said, I can cook better than the cook's."

"I must have said that when I have a bad taste." he sneered.

"Not at all." She lowered her head and lowered her voice. It was obvious that she was lack of confidence.

When the car stopped at the intersection and waited for a traffic light, he turned his head and looked at her gloomy and deep eyes. "You have only one use to me."

"What?" she asked in a low voice, depressed.

"Warm the bed." He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then smiled wickedly and coldly.

She was shocked intensely, and her face gradually receded, turning pale.