My Evil Husband

My Evil Husband
My dear ....


“I did it with my own hands.”


Han Muray had no look of ridicule on his face. He took Esme to a quieter workspace. “Textile Department arrange the fabric you need.”


The room was equipped with one sewing machine, and next to it was a large table where many different colors of cloth were neatly arranged on it.


Next to it, there was a basket containing many small items used to make clothes.


Esme walked over. His hand smoothly glided over the soft silk cloth.


“As you wish, two different kinds of silk fabric.”


“Thank you.”


Han Muray replied to her with a gentle smile, “It is with great pleasure to help you.”


“I don't have much time. I'll start it soon.”


“Do you really not need help? At least one person to teach you how to sew.”


“No need.” Esme shook her head thinly.


“But you don't know how to sew.”


“Made of hands is smoother.”


Han Muray's hazel eyes showed shock and doubt. “Are you going to do everything by hand, thread by thread to make that dress?”


“Ya.” Esme nodded confidently as if it was no big deal.


“Outstanding.” Han Muray could not help but smile.


The dress was so complicated, how would Esme finish it in a timely manner?


“There are many amazing things in this world,” reply is light. For example, he was reborn in this world.


“OK. Then I'll get back to my job. If you need anything, find me or my secretary. We'll have lunch together later.”


Midday ….


Jason's face stiffened and somber, emitting a cold air as he sat at the dining table. This fucking woman! What did he say was coming back for lunch?


Why hasn't he come back yet?


He had even told Emilia to prepare many delicious dishes. There are some light dishes that are nutritious, good for the body.


It was already past one and thirty noon, but the shadow of Esme had yet to appear. He really wants to be taught a lesson!


As time flowed by seconds and minutes, Jason's face grew more and more ghastly and cold. It felt like the entire villa had turned into an ice cave.


Even Emilia who was standing somewhere outside the villa could feel the thunderstorm that was occurring.


Miss, why haven't you come back yet?


At this moment, Esme was focusing on finishing her dress.


During the day, he only ate something light and did not go to rest. Except straight back to work. Everyone at Muray Group had left this afternoon, but he was still busy with his work.


If it wasn't for his new phone ringing, the diligent Esme sewing wouldn't have noticed the time.


The ringing of the phone shocked him, making the needle stab Esme's finger. Reluctantly, he put down his job and took the phone.


At first he thought that Han Muray was calling him. After all, this phone and number is a gift the man gave. But when I saw the name on the screen written ‘My dear,’ Esme's heart almost jumped out.


What sweetheart?


This phone is not a used phone used by one of Han Muray's women, is it?


In the end, Esme still answered the phone after hesitating for a bit. “Iya?”


That's Jason. Again, Esme was surprised.


It's not because it's a call from Jason who can figure out the number, because it won't be impossible for Jason to get the number easily. He can get it with a snap of a finger.


It's just, why would Jason keep his own number and name ‘My dear?’


She then realizes that Jason read her text message last night. Does he keep his own number and do this?


At the moment of thinking this, something felt tickling his heart, giving rise to an inexplicable feeling.


Esme controlled herself before replying, “I'm working.”


“Which company keeps its employees from taking hours off?”


Esme didn't let Jason know about the Muray Group. Instead of answering, he asked, “There's a problem?”


Damned woman! Did he want to say if only he had a problem being able to call her?


“We had dinner together!”


Esme doesn't come back during the day, she makes him lose all appetite. And he'll make it back for the night.


Jason's dominant attitude makes others seem to have no choice, let alone refuse. It is impossible to make an offer, and really does not make people free.


Esme only had a snack at lunch. Thinking of the food at this moment, made his stomach rumble violently. Considering the hotel was close to Muray Group, he told Jason his address.


Dinner arrived ….


At the second-floor Luxury Hotel restaurant, Esme moves her hand to cut the steak. His actions cannot be considered impolite. In fact, he maintained a level of elegance. But ... it's not enough to get the steak cut. Makes it look funny in a funny way.


Not to mention, during the day, his fingers were pricked by needles several times. Now, using them to hold a fork and knife, pain ran through his injured fingers while depressed.


This steak is hard and not very tasty!


Esme put it slightly into her mouth and frowned after chewing it a few times. It felt worse considering there were still many parts that he had to cut. But, he's hungry.


Jason sat down before him, cutting the steak carefully as he watched it. Looking at Esme's expression that looked both annoyed and pitiful at the same time, it looked funny to the point that she had unconsciously curved the corner of her lips.


“Not good?” Jason's deep and softened voice sounded.


“This is troublesome and not tasty.”


Jason's actions slowed down. “Because it is not good, we can move and go elsewhere.”


“No need.” Esme refused. “Although it is not tasty, it is still edible.”


There was actually no problem, it was just that he was tired and not to mention having to bother cutting bribes for bribes. So this food pissed him off.


Tired, he wanted to finish dinner quickly so he could go home and rest.


“One-time fool! You don't even know how to cut a steak.” Jason commented, then he swapped his plate where he had already cut the steak well with an Esme plate.


Esme was stunned upon seeing this exchange.


“What do you do?”


“You don't know how to cut, do you?” Jason glanced at him with a slight smile.


Esme looked at the beautifully cut steak pieces on the plate. There was something like stirring his heart.


“I remember you never ate out with me. Not to mention doing something like cutting steak for me.” Jason's kindness suddenly aroused all the unwanted feelings in his heart.


“Jason Hall, if I go back to who I used to be, would you still take me to dinner?”


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