The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1756

Essa had gone through professional trainings and her blow was hard. Immediately, Declan's eyes went blind and he stumbled on his feet. He almost fell to the ground.

"All right, as you wish, this is the end between us! From now on we are strangers! " Essa threw the bottle on the ground and locked at Delan fiercely, and then she took the ring off her finger and threw it at him." This is your mother’s ring! Don't ever show up in front of me again and disgust me!"

Finishing her words, Essa turned around and left without a second's hesitation. No one saw her pale fingers as she clenched her fists to hold in her grief.

Back in the hospital ward, Essa's mother was sitting at the bedside and playing puzzles with Winston. Seeing Essa’s return, the mother stood up and hurriedly asked, a smile on her face, "How was it going? Did Declan like it?"

"No, he didn’t eat it. I smashed it at his home. Also, he and I have broken up. We don't have anything to do with each other from now on.” Essa stated calmly.

Her mother was surprised. She took Essa’s hand and asked what had happenedText © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Essa told her everything, including the girl at Declan’s apartment.

Her mother’s brow furrowed. "Winston is not supposed to be your responsibility.

Indeed few men can bear the burden. From now on, Winston will be in my charge! Go to talk to Declan!"

'Aman's promises are never reliable. No matter how wonderful his promises are, he would change after he gets married.’

'For example, Declan promised that he would take care of Winston together with Essa for the rest of his life. But if they get married, he will get tired and bored one day, sooner or later. And then he will start to quarrel with Essa for that. Their lives will be full of conflicts *

'So this is for the best. I'm after all not old and I can take care of Winston.

However, Essa shook her head firmly, her slender hands clenched into fists. "I won't go back to him. I don't ever want to see him again. He's not worth it! I've seen him through. Why would I go back to him?" "Essa, do you think all the men in the world are good men? Winston has got the disease and it's hopeless. Which man would like to take care of him?"

"If no one will, then I'll take care of him myself. Anyway, I will never go back to Declan. A man like him is not worthy of my affection!" Essa was determined. No one could change her mind.

Her mother let out a long sigh. Her chest was heaving.

Essa was a decisive woman. When she saw how weak and selfish Declan was, no matter how she loved him before, she despised him now! She never wanted to see him again!

"Okay, I'm done here. I'm going to work now. Mom, take care of Winston." Then she left.

In the bar, Essa was in a depressed mood. After all, she and Declan were going 1) get married, but now they endedup I in this way. Her job wasn't going well either. She felt heplife was so miserable. Content, belongs t&" od

Sitting in the corner of the bar, Essa drank one glass after another. She had been in love with Declan for two years, but they couldn't fight the reality. Ideals were always perfect, but the real world was practical. No one could realize their ideal without pity.

Jazz wanted to go to the bar, and Charlotte insisted on going with him. He had no choice but to carry the little girl in his arms.

Charlotte looked around in the bar. She shook hetMhead at all the women withfieavy makeup. She

. i ~ didn't likexany of them. Suddenly, she saw Essa sitting in the corner, so shegyan towards her and sheuted, "Pretty police sister!” Essa was a little drunk. Her consciousness drifted away. When she saw Charlotte, she reached out and squeezed her little face.

Jazz wanted to take Charlotte away, but the little girl would not go. She must stay with Essa. After a few more drinks, Essa was totally wasted. She pointed at Jazz and screamed, "You bastard!"

Jazz raised his eyebrows. He then realized that Essa was pointing at him, but he would not bother with a drunk woman!

"You bastard! You knew he was with another woman, but you didn't tell me!" Essa looked fierce.

Jazz walked up to her. He reached out and cupped her chin right in his hand. "didn't tell you? When I told you, you thought I was out of my ming Now you blame me fortelling you? Have you lost your mind?”