A Beautiful Misunderstanding

"Our families have a history of conflict and opposed the relationship between the two of us. Otherwise, we would have been
married." Leila truly believed that her relationship with Zac wasn't able to develop further because of the dispute between the two
families.
Mandy sneered, "If you truly loved each other, you could overcome any obstacle. I'm afraid to say but I think he simply didn't love
you enough."
"Do you know who else has the freedom..." Leila stopped before she could finish her words when she realized a secret almost
slipped her mouth. Zac had made her promise never to expose his true identity. Besides, if they found out that he was actually
from a rich and famous family, all the girls would do anything they could to take him away from her.
Essie watched them with a sympathetic look in her eyes. From Leila's statements, she concluded that Zac was disliked by her
family because of his poor background. Therefore, they couldn't have a solid foundation for their relationship. However, Zac was
no longer poor nor unemployed. He deserved some recognition at least for having been able to buy himself a house and having
a rich aunt.
She sat there watching the two girls as these thoughts passed through her mind, when she saw Zac walking towards them.
"Have a seat here, Zac!" Leila and Mandy both said, almost in complete synchrony.
Zac glanced at the two girls for a long while before he finally decided to sit beside Leila. He had done so purposely to irritate
Essie.
Leila sat there and couldn't help but have a triumphant smile plastered on her face.
Disappointed in Zac's decision, Mandy slowly lowered her eyes to the ground. The dark shadow was cast underneath her thick
eyelashes, causing a somber atmosphere.
The expression on Mandy's face evoked Essie's sympathy as Zac was clearly in favor of Leila. She was surprised to feel the
weight of her best friend's pain. If Essie was in Mandy's position, she would have already left without hesitation. She was not the
kind of person who had the courage to walk straight into a wall and pursue a relationship that didn't belong to her. For this
reason, when she was unable to express her love for Hanson, she quickly decided to give up, move past the situation and simply
forget about him. All that time, she had never expected that he would love her back. He even deliberately got into an accident
and broke his leg to escape from his marriage.

Perhaps love also likes to play the game of hide and seek. The more you desire for this love, the more likely it will hide so you
can't get it. The moment you have lost all hope, it suddenly appears out of nowhere, leaving you with no time to digest it.
However, Mandy was truly and surely in love, and even if it seemed as though she was being dragged down, she was still able to
find the courage in her heart. She quickly recovered from the disappointment and called the waiter. "Zac, this place is popular for
their amazing cappuccino. Would you like to try it?" she asked.
"Zac only drinks black coffee," Leila quickly interrupted with a gloating smirk. She knew instantly how Zac liked to drink his coffee
because she had known him the longest amongst everyone else in the table.
Zac simply nodded with plain face. Once again, the same smug expression beamed from Leila and she said to the waiter, "A cup
of black coffee with a 92 temperature when served. Not any higher or lower."
Defeated once again, Mandy felt like she was close to going off to the deep end. She dubiously kicked Essie's leg under the
table. She hinted for some help from Essie, who had been silent and motionless for quite some time.
It was now Essie's turn to release her guts and fire. She took the cup of coffee in front of her and held it in front of Zac. "Mandy is
right, you know. This cappuccino is the best I've ever tried. It is definitely better than any typical commercial kind. How about
giving it a try?"
Leila gasped and thought to herself, 'Is this woman insane? How could she give Zac a cup of coffee that she had already drunk
from? Doesn't she know that he is squeamish?'
"Miss Essie, I don't think that's very polite." She gently reminded her. However, in Essie's perspective, that reminder was
particularly demeaning. Leila always made it a point to show her nobility and superiority as she came from a rich and powerful
family. She would look down on the two girls with so much arrogance, as if they were just bugs to be stepped on. However, she
seemed to have forgotten that Zac was just as ordinary as they were.
"Miss Leila, I am not doing anything offensive nor rude." She kept her voice calm and steady.
"You've drunk from that cup of coffee already. It still has your saliva and lip stain on the rim. How could you ask someone else to
drink from it?" Leila had said this in a very passive tone, but the criticism and blame were not something she even tried to hide.
Essie sneered again. Since Zac had already eaten from her mouth in the past, drinking from her cup of coffee wasn't unusual
whatsoever.

"Miss Leila, don't you know there's cat shit in your cup? But you seem to enjoy it very much."