A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 54 A Protector

When he left, Essie waited for a bit to make sure he was out of sight before she took out the bank card hidden in the suitcase.

This was the bank card her real father gave her so she would have some ready money she could use if she ever needed it for something. Lucy had handed it to her before she came home.

Since Essie was saving this bank card only for emergencies, she never really checked how much was in there and she didn’t even ask. She just needed enough so she could pay for the down payment herself to save Zac from all the trouble.

If she didn’t need it this much, she wouldn’t even think about touching the bank card. All she wanted was to give it back to him by the time she finally became successful. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

She stopped and hesitated for a bit, but knowing this was an emergency, she just had to borrow the money. After all, she focused on getting Zac out of the trap he had fallen into.

With the bank card in her purse, she finally made her way to Jade Pearl Pub, where Zac said he would be hanging out with a friend. She was determined to take him by surprise. "I will make this right," she uttered to herself, trying to build up some confidence.

Jade Pearl Pub was one of the most special nightclubs in Yang City. It seemed kind of exclusive since it gave the impression that most rich people frequented this pub.

Loud music and vivid lights welcomed her even before she stepped inside. She had a hard time searching for Zac since there was a sea of people dancing and roaming in the halls, while some just stayed in their booths. As though she felt his presence, she finally found Zac and that rich woman in a dim corner.

Seeing them together, Essie then walked towards the DJ stage. His eyes were fixed on the turntable as he played some beats, and his other hand clasped his headphones on his ears. She waved her hands near his face so he could notice her despite the loud music. "Can you help me? I need to confess my love for someone in this room. I need to borrow the stage for a while. This won’t take long. I hope!" She then handed the DJ two thousand dollars as a way of thanking him for the favor.

Since the DJ felt amused by the thought, he went along with it and slowly turned the music down. The halls became quiet and her face suddenly flashed on the big screen.

"Hey! Zac! Hey—!" she shouted three times, trying to buy herself time so she could find the words to say. "It’s me. Look at the big screen."

From the corner where Zac was sitting, he heard her voice. Surprised, he stood up so he could see her face on the big screen.

"What—? What’s happening?

What’s she doing here?"

Stunned, he scratched his head in curiosity. Essie’s voice sounded again, "Zac, listen. I’ve been taking care of you all this time. I don’t care if I have to pay for everything you need, because I can and I will." She reached for the bank card in her purse, held it high, and added, "See? I’ll pay for everything. I don’t care. I’ll get you out of every mess you face because you’re my husband. You’re mine and mine alone." Her face turned red like wine from speaking in front of so many strangers. Despite mustering so much courage she didn’t know she had, her whole body shivered in embarrassment. However, she also felt relieved that it’s over.

When she finished speaking, the crowd erupted with whistles and big applause. They also screamed and raised their glasses, cheering her on.

"Take care of me instead, gorgeous!"

"My dear, I love the way you are. Please accept me!"

In the corner where he stood, Zac gazed at her and let out a cunning smile. His eyes glimmered in the dark.

He felt as though his heart was on fire that the burning flames melted him, and yet, his heart was full.

The loud cheers kept going, and Zac still stood in amazement. Suddenly, the woman beside him talked to him amidst all the noise, "Wow. Direct, brutal, and overbearing!" She clapped her hands in appreciation. "Who’s the girl? Won’t you introduce me? I’d really like to know her." A smirk followed her remark.

"She's my woman."

A charming smile appeared on Zac’s face as he uttered those words. His deep voice sounded so pleased and content.

He then walked through the noisy crowd cheering for Essie and jumped onto the DJ platform to meet her.

When he finally stood face-to-face with her, the cheers and screams seemed like white noise. "What did you just do? That was crazy." Zac held her hand and gently pulled her close. He looked at her intently with a smile that lightly crinkled his eyes. His voice was soft like a breeze at midnight.

Her voice suddenly sounded hurried. "I’m here to save you!" A big smile formed on her face, with her eyes almost tearing up. She was jiggling his hand that was entwined with hers. ‘I hope I made it on time. Oh gosh, this is my fault. I don’t want his self-esteem to be crushed by that woman. Please, I hope I’m not too late.’ She couldn’t stop thinking and worrying until he said something.

Despite the sea of people watching them, he finally pulled her to his chest and enveloped her in a tight embrace. He rested his head on hers, and a faint smile appeared on his face. Zac held her tight and didn’t want to let her go. If he needed to scream and shout that Essie was his wife and no one could take her away, he would.

The audience couldn’t help but burst into cheers and applause again, raising their glasses to the ones who took the spotlight.

Essie wrapped her arms around his neck and looked deep into his eyes, as though marking her territory and trying to scare off anyone who tried to snatch him away from her.

Moments later, the chaos died down, and the two of them went back to their seats. Their eyes were glistening and full of indescribable feelings.

Essie felt annoyed as she saw the lady hanging out with Zac. She stood before Zac and spoke to her face, "Don’t even think about trying to trick him. He’s my husband. Whatever he owes you, I’ll pay you back completely. Just back off." Just then, she smacked the bank card on the table and crossed her arms, looking very intimidating.