Way Back Into Love novel Chapter 168

He placed the magazine on his bedside table and turned his eyes towards her, placing his head an inch away from her. His eyes seemed even darker than the dark night sky that Essie could see through the window.

"You don't believe me?" he asked.

There was a bit of mockery when she rolled her eyes and answered, "Why should I believe a person who has lied to me?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Why not? A man had once abandoned you but you came back into his arms again, didn't you?"

"He only did that because he had to," she pouted.

"Well, the same goes for me," he whispered softly, as if he was only talking to himself.

She sneered and said, "You deserve it." She suffered through so much hardship and misfortune ever since he met her. It was unfair that she was forced to help him while he controlled and fooled around with others.

His face started to seem overcast and his eyes got even deeper. He asked with a soft, gloomy tone, "Why do you love him so much? Is he really better than me?"

She softly pushed him away. His breath was so strong she felt like she couldn't breathe properly. She turned to face away, took a long deep breath and released a sigh. Her peacefulness quickly turned to disdain and said, "He can outperform you with just a flick of a finger."

He furrowed his eyebrows together and looked at her arrogantly. "Why so?" he asked demandingly. His teeth were clenched and his eyes were squinting meanly.

"He can cook an amazing bowl of braised noodles. Can you?"

A hint of mockery was seen from her eyes. She knew that a rich man like Zac would not know a single thing about cooking, and wouldn't even know how to cut vegetables. She was sure there was no way he could quip up a good bowl of braised noodles.

Zac was stunned to hear her response. His dark eyes suddenly flashed with overconfidence and said, "There is nothing that I can't do. Just wait, and you'll taste the best bowl of braised noodles in your life."

"If you say so. I hope you aren't just bragging." The idea made her laugh in her mind because she knew that he simply couldn't stand being provoked. Thinking of him cooking noodles tomorrow was a funny thought as he would certainly wreak havoc in the kitchen.

"I'm sure it's better than his." He moaned softly and reached into her nightdress. Understanding his intentions, she quickly grabbed his hand and said, "My period is coming."

"So soon?" he murmured helplessly. He didn't bother to force it and just turned to his side.

She breathed a deep sigh of relief, as if she was just saved from a deathly disaster. She closed her eyes and almost drifted to sleep, but suddenly heard the sound of his voice again. "You are so easily fooled that a bowl of noodles could persuade you to be with someone," he said with much frustration.

"That's not the case." She opened her eyes and glared at him with hard staring eyes and said, "He has countless of advantages." The truth of the matter was, the only thing that was important to her was that Hanson loved her for real, while Zac simply used her and deceived her.

"Hanson can sing beautifully. He sings me to sleep every night to help me fall asleep," she said with slight resentment, deliberately trying to provoke him.

"I don't care what you think. You told me that as long as I'm here you'd take care of me. A gentleman's word cannot be broken." In Zac's mind, it seemed as though she was acting like a three-year-old troublesome child. Her foolishness was giving him a headache. He couldn't understand why she acted as stupidly. But she decided to act that way and see what he could do to it.

He sighed helplessly, but his eyes had shown hidden intentions of care.

"What song would you like to hear?"

"The same song you sang to me before. 'Waiting for You', right?" she asked with a smile of triumph.

His beautiful voice was suddenly floated around the quiet room. She closed her eyes when she heard this and she gradually calmed down. She was close to drifting to sleep but couldn't let him go just yet. She had to make sure to make him sing to her at least ten times before she would let him go.

"Ice guy, you have a beautiful, silky voice. It's a shame that you never wanted to be a singer."

"You're the only one I will sing to," he answered in a low and breezy voice, pausing his singing.

"I don't believe you!" she murmured in utter annoyance. He must have sung this same song in front of Leila while they grew up together. She was not a child, and this time, she wouldn't be deceived so easily.

He stopped singing abruptly, and his face turned dark. It seemed that they were in a crisis of mistrust.