Way Back Into Love (Essie)

Chapter 78 Her Husband Ran Away From Home

She was so frightened that it didn't even come across her mind to run away. She cowered and curled

up, deep inside the cushions of the sofa.

He was like an animalistic predator in the midst of tormenting rage. His hands were strong as he held

her and pulled apart her clothes as buttons scattered all over the floor.

She put her hands on her chest to cover herself as her whole body trembled in fear. With her eyes

closed, she could feel the sofa shaking vigorously. She could tell that his hand was still bleeding as she

could smell the scent of metallic blood mixed with the smell of alcohol.

Essie wanted to scream as loud as she could but her voice was stuck in her throat from the horror. Her

breath came in short gasps and couldn't make a single sound. In that moment, all she could do was

shake her head pleading and desperately hoping that it would all be over.

He seemed to be under the influence of alcohol, and drunkenness and pain could be seen vividly in his

eyes. His big hand held her chin tightly to prevent her from looking away, and he roughly put his lips on

hers.

He was using her body with no signs of mercy. She had never seen him act like this before, and

couldn't help but feel hurt and just completely confused.

Her mind rummaged, lost at thought searching for reasons as to why this happened to him.

She wondered where all this anger was coming from.

'Is he angry because I asked for a divorce or is he just using her to release his anger towards his

situation with Leila?' From NôvelDrama.Org.

She quickly assumed it was the latter.

In her mind, there were no other reasons for him to be so angry since he wanted the divorce so badly.

Unfortunately for her, she had spoken those words at a wrong time and ended up becoming his

emotional punching bag.

While these thoughts came across her mind, her fear quickly turned into a kind of sadness she couldn't

handle.

She closed her eyes, knowing that there was no way she could escape from his strong hands and

submitted to the assault. Tears streamed down her face, overflowing and wetting his face. Her tears

had always come from the deepest emotions in her heart.

He suddenly jerked away violently, not knowing if he was burned by her tears. He suddenly came into

his senses and moved back. When he saw the distress and pain in her face, tangled with blood and

tears, he couldn't help but simply let her go.

The moment she had her chance, she jolted off and ran to escape through the door, but she tripped on

her own foot and stumbled forward.

Zac reached his hands out instinctively to carry her up, but Essie was so afraid of him that she jumped

a few meters away. She shouted resentfully, "Don't you dare touch me. I'm moving out tomorrow." She

cried helplessly on the floor with her hands covering her face.

A strange smile appeared on his face. It was difficult to decipher whether it was coming from sadness,

confusion or disappointment. "There's no need for that. I'll leave instead." As he spoke, he was already

headed slowly towards the door. His movements were stiff and completely mechanical, and Essie was

just sad on the floor as she watched him leave.

It seemed as though all her strength had been sucked out from her and she was helplessly on the

ground and couldn't get up. A rush of emotions battered through her body, ranging from depression,

grief and anger. It was difficult for her to pinpoint what it was exactly, but the wave of emotions

gathered together and surged painfully into her heart.

It were as if her kindness was trampled and she felt completely insulted.

Just because he quarreled with his girlfriend that did not mean it was okay to release all the anger on

her and kick her around like a ball.

As the anger in her chest became full and swollen, she was on the verge of bursting it all out.

In that moment, she made the decision of moving out as soon as he came back, not a second more.

They had to get the divorce settled.

When the night came, she tossed and turned in bed. Every time she fell asleep, she'd wake up shortly

after from all her worries.

Her ears absorbed every single sound from outside her room, listening to everything crisp and clear.

However, not a sound was heard. She awaited the sound of footsteps or the doorknob, but there was

nothing throughout the night.

She wondered if he was never coming home that night.

He had never spent a night away since they had met.

Essie worried where he was going to sleep that night. Her mind was on overdrive. She wondered if he

found a hotel to stay, or did he come William's home.

Since he and Leila weren't in good terms, it was unlikely that he spent the night in her house.

She pondered if his hand still hurt, if it was still bleeding or if he had even applied any medicine on it

yet.

All the worries and anxieties in her mind overwhelmed her, as she spent the night unable to sleep.

There was a nagging feeling of wanting to give him a call, but when she remembered what he had

done in the evening, she changed her mind.

This night felt like forever, as it slowly passed with her perpetual thoughts.

When the morning came, Essie went straight to the supermarket and bought some black fish. She

heard the soup made from this fish was beneficial for healing wounds. She figured she could cook

some for Zac when he came back home.

By this time, she had already made the mature decision to look past his mistake and forgive him.

Especially since they were soon to part ways, she wanted to leave a beautiful memory between the

two.

However, the day passed and the night came, and the fish was left frozen in the freezer and Zac had

not come home.

The house was completely still and silent that even the echoes of every single one of her movements

could be heard.

It seemed as though the man had simply disappeared from the world.