Way Back Into Love (Essie)

Chapter 101 You Are A Liar (Part One)

"What?" Finney asked.

"Nothing." Antony swallowed the rest of his sentence, leaving behind a gloomy expression on his face.

To ease the intense atmosphere, Essie said, "Antony, my cousin's hand is hurt. We have to apply some

medicine to it."

Antony snorted from his nose and dragged Finney out to put some medicine on her wound.

"Don't move. Let me clean it up. Be careful or you might get cut." Zac stopped Essie.

He picked up the broken pieces on the floor and swept the remaining debris away.

Then, Essie carefully put the other cups into the cupboard, and took out the ordinary ones to pour the

coffee into. Then, she said, "My cousin-in-law must like those cups so much that he couldn't control his

anger."

"No matter how much he likes it, it's still not important as his wife," Zac replied in a low voice. Essie

reached for the coffee pot, but Zac grasped the handle first. "Just wait outside. I'll do it." The little fool

was always in a daze whenever she was doing something, and he didn't want her to get hurt.

"Oh, alright." Uttering these words, Essie walked out of the kitchen. She had gotten used to staying at

home and not touching anything dangerous, such as knives and other sharp things, hot water, etc. He

had even offered to help her cut vegetables. He looked like a man who had never done any housework

in his life and was very bad at chopping. He even ended up getting a cut in his hand.

Essie walked slowly, deep in thought. For some reason, she felt warm in her heart.

In the living room, Finney was in a huff. It had only been half a month since they got their marriage

registered, but Antony's attitude towards her had changed greatly. He had even been limiting her

expenses.

Now, he had gotten mad at her for breaking an expensive coffee cup. What a joke! He didn't seem like

a CEO at all.

Zac served the coffee to Essie.

Upon seeing that Finney and Antony were still mad at each other, Essie tried to come up with a topic to

ease the tension in the room. "Finney, this coffee is so good. Can you buy some for me the next time

you go to a business trip to Japan?"

"Okay," Finney said with a nod.

"Are you going to spend your honeymoon in Rome? That's so romantic!"

"Yes, and not only Rome. We're going to travel all over Europe." Finally, Finney's expression became

warmer. She had always wanted to go to Europe. The lavender field in Provence, the Eiffel Tower in

Paris, the London Bridge... She wanted to see them all.

"I don't have that much free time. It would be great if we just went to Sanya," Antony said.

"Sanya? Are you kidding?" Finney said, raising her eyebrows. "All of my married colleagues went

abroad for their honeymoon. As a president, are you ashamed of yourself for going Sanya?"

"Fine, it would be convenient to go abroad. Let's go to Thailand," Antony said coldly.

Finney grabbed a pillow on the sofa and threw it at him, "Antony, I'm starting to think that you're not a

rich man, but a rat!"

"You are such a lavish spender, and I can't afford to have such a materialistic girl like you as my wife.

You were very restrained before we got married, but look at how you've been spending money now that

we're married! You bought a mink coat for 8000 dollars. It doesn't even snow in Yang City! Why would

you need a mink coat?"

"I'm wearing it when I go back to my hometown. A woman dresses up for her man's sake. I'm just doing

this to help you!" Finney was already exasperated. Antony had been nagging at her for days because

of the mink coat.

"That's right. If the wife of the CEO wears shabby clothes, she will be laughed at. Antony, she's being

really considerate of you," Essie echoed. She had to do something to help her cousin out this time.

For a moment, Antony had no idea what to say. He threw the pillow aside and went to the balcony

without even glancing at Finney. He didn't want to deal with her anymore, and the cold wind could help

him ease his anger.

Essie sighed. She realized that Finney and Antony had completely different attitudes towards life.

Finney was someone who always wanted to enjoy, and aunt Wendy had taught her to be materialistic

from a young age. She had always hoped that she would be able to live a good life and do whatever

she wished. However, it seemed like Antony was a very practical person who knew the importance of

money, so it was inevitable for them to quarrel over money.

Zac just sat on the sofa as a bystander. In his opinion, it was a man's job to make money for a woman.

While Anthony was so worried about having to spend too much money on Finney, Zac was worried

about his foolish wife who wouldn't spend his money at all. Essie had never even used the credit card

he had given her, and she felt too bad about using his money. It was obviously a great thing to have a

woman that liked to spend money. It was a headache to have a wife who was always saving money!

Seeing that Finney was about to cry through red rims of eyes, Essie put her hand around her shoulders

at once and said, "My dear sister, you don't have to quarrel with Antony. Please just give way so you

won't hurt your feelings."

When Zac heard this, he put his mouth to her ear and whispered in a low voice, "Honey, we always

quarrel in bed, but we have never had sex to end our fight before."

Here he was again making more trouble!

Essie glared at him and kicked him on the leg.

Finney sniffed. "I feel like the difference in our relationship before and after we got marriage is huge.

Before we got married, he would buy me everything I wanted, and now, he stops me from buying

anything I want."

"In the past, the things you wanted were all small things that only cost several hundred dollars, and

now they are all luxury goods that cost several thousand dollars each," Antony said with a frown. Then

he continued, "Your cousin is now a celebrity in the design field. If you want clothes, just ask her to

make them for you. Customized clothes are much better than Chanel clothes."

"Okay, I'll do that for you." Essie smiled.

However, this did not comfort Finney at all. Instead, she became even angrier. "Antony, you earn at

least seven figures a year. If you don't want to spend money on me, then are you planning to have a

mistress outside of our marriage?" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"I'm already fed up with raising one," Antony muttered impatiently.

"Finney, my brother-in-law is not like other wealthy men. He has got his current status through hard

work, so he just wants to save his money a little. Please forgive him," Essie said as she patted Finney's

hand.

"He's saving too much," Finney said in a low voice.

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Finney stood up and opened the door.

Outside was an unfamiliar middle-aged man.

"May I ask who you are looking for?" Finney asked.

"I am the landlord of this house. Is Mr. Antony there?"

"Landlord?" Finney was astounded. "Are you mistaken? This is our own house."

Antony suddenly rushed over like a wild wind from the balcony and closed the door. "He must be

mentally ill. The stock market has taken a deep plunge recently, and a lot of people have gone insane

over it. You must be careful in the future. Don't just open the door to anyone."

"What?" Finney trembled. She did hear a lot of her colleagues talking about the plummeting of the

stock market. And there were even people who committed suicide because they felt trapped.

But the man outside the door didn't give up. He rang the doorbell again and again while yelling, "Mr.

Antony, you only rented this house for three months. If you don't want to renew your contract, then you

have to move out as soon as possible."

With a nervous expression on his face, Antony started sweating. He said, "I'll go out to calm him down,

but you must not come out."

Zac stood up. "I'll go with you."

Antony immediately waved his hand and said, "No, I'm afraid that he will just get provoked." After

saying that, he opened the door and walked out in a hurry, fearing that Zac would follow him.