Chapter 409 A Clean Break With Zac

Zac didn't sleep for almost a night. He was anxious and worried. He was afraid that Essie would surrender to Lucy.

Early the next morning, he went back to the Rong Mansion and wanted to ask Mary what kind of feud was there between her and Lucy.

Hearing Zac's question, Mary's face turned pale. "You and Essie have already divorced. Why do you still interfere with the affairs of the Xu family? "

"Divorced. I don't want to be treated as an enemy of them either, and the hatred is all because of you." Said Zac in a mild tone as much as he could.

"Did Essie say something to you?"

"No, she didn't. her mother used to have a good impression on me, but her attitude towards me has completely changed since she knew that I am your son. I really want to know if there are any misunderstandings between you two." Zac poured her a cup of tea.

"I just met her for a few times. We are not familiar with each other and there won't be any misunderstanding. You have nothing to do with Essie now, and you don't need to pay attention to Lucy. Both of them are evil women. You'd better keep a distance from them in the future. " Said Mary sourly. Every time she thought of Lucy, her disgust for her grew deeper.

"Lucy is the dignified and rightful wife of Xu family, not the other woman who took the chance to go up. How could you call her a tramp?" A sharp light flashed in his eyes. From his mother's words, he knew that she was lying. Something must have happened between her and Lucy in that year.

Mary realized that she had made a slip of the tongue. She immediately explained, "I was just saying it. I don't really mean it."

Taking a sip of tea, Zac lowered his voice. "Did you help Elizabeth to get the position back then?"

The corners of Mary's mouth twitched uncontrollably. She tried her best to keep calm, but was carefully observed by the sharp eyes of Zac. He said, "it seems that I'm right. Mommy, after so many years, have you never felt guilty?"

There was a bit of blame in his tone. From her attitude towards both Essie, he could tell that she had never reflected on what she had done. If her mother felt regretful and apologized to Lucy, perhaps the resentment between them would be alleviated.

Mary was infuriated by her son's words. She snapped at him, "you speak for an outsider, are you still my son?"

"I only help the one who is right. But you helped the mistress to break up their happy family. Do you want me to admire you?" Zac was very disappointed at her. He didn't expect his mother to be such an unreasonable woman. Yesterday, when Lucy attacked her, he felt very uncomfortable. She was his mother and no one could insult her.

But now, seeing her attitude, he could understand how Lucy felt. How could a person who did something wrong without any regret be abominable and accepted by others?

Mary's face turned ghastly pale, but she could not tell the truth. She could only try her best to control her anger and play cool with her son. "You were too young to understand what happened that year. After all, Elizabeth

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

tside the window.

"I'm sorry." She said in a low voice.

He did not respond. After a long time, a low voice slowly came through, "from now on, we have nothing to do with each other. I will let you completely disappear from my world." Every word was squeezed out of his teeth. His heart was filled with hatred, which was too deep to be fathomable. His hatred for her was the same as his love for her.

With her hands on her chest, Essie felt so painful that she could hardly breathe.

The rain was still falling, as if time was running out.

He didn't close the window, and the cold wind blew in. His wide windbreaker was bulging, like the wings of a bird, and her wet hair was disheveled by the cold wind.

His clothes were wet, but he didn't move, like a puppet with a soul taken away.

After a long while, the rain finally stopped. When the last raindrop clattered on the ground, he said in a weak and hoarse voice, "the rain stopped. You can go now."

She was still painful, and she felt dizzy, with her eyes wide open, and her limbs numb and her body cold. She knew that she should turn around to go out, but her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and she could not take any steps.

She stood there for a long time, too numb to know what to do, but he had never turned around.

"What are you waiting for? Get out of my sight now. I don't want to see you anymore." His shoulders trembled slightly, so did his voice.

She trembled as if being hit by a stick. Biting her lips hard, she turned her head and ran out.

The cold wind blew away the residual rain and mist in the mountain forest.

Through the window, he watched her get in the car and disappear in the cold street and his world as well.

Bright sunshine came through clouds and mist, lighting up the mountain forest and the room, but it failed to light up his dark eyes.

He stood there for a long time until the shadow turned red in the sunset, and the night was dark without the last light in the room. Then he walked to the bedside and fell down...