My Evil Husband
Something is wrong!

Eventually, Esme's gaze fell on Jason once again.

A faint smile hung on Esme's lips as her ten fingers danced ethically across the strings.

As he played, he maintained a faint smile while looking at Jason.

His gaze was indifferent, cold and proud.

Jason's eyebrows are wrinkled. This woman, why is she looking at him like this?

Why was his gaze so cold and filled with hatred?

What happened next did not allow Jason much time to think. Because, as Esme's slender fingers danced over the strings, the soft melodic tones echoed.

When the song begins, the whole room calms down.

A beautiful melody floated in the air, stunning as if it came from a flute. The song heals the soul, soothes it, and provides calmness to everyone present. They felt as if they were being transported to a quiet green mountain range with a gentle stream right before their eyes.

Gradually, astonishment appeared on their faces.

Esme Andreas, who is usually arrogant actually knows how to play an ancient musical instrument?

Jason's gaze never left Esme the entire time.

No one understood what song Esme was playing, but they could feel the fickle emotions while enjoying each tone.

Among the shocked, there was certainly nothing deeper than Layla. Although his face showed shock, his heart was filled with jealousy. Especially when he saw Jason staring at Esme unblinkingly.

At this moment, he wanted to run and drag Esme to stop him from playing any further.

Since when did Esme know how to play a musical instrument?

When the song is over, Esme lightly folds her hands over the zither, signifying the song is over.

At this moment, Jason looked with a delighted expression. Meanwhile, Old Grandfather Hall's eyes were filled with love.

“Esme, you don't even know how to play the piano. How can you play sitar?” Layla walked over. His voice sounded tense as he tried to look pleasant.

“Sister, if you don't even know how to play Chinese harp, how can you play piano?”

Esme's reply strangled Layla. Of course, these two musical instruments are different, but basically Esme just turned her speech around.

Layla never imagined Esme would throw a question straight into her face, but she could only curse Esme maliciously in her heart.

Esme stood up lightly and walked in front of Layla. His voice was not very loud, but it was clear enough to be heard by most of the people present.

“Kakak, actually this string instrument is not a lute, it is a Chinese harp.”

Esme can tell the difference between them, but ... what the hell, is a piano?

Layla's expression changed as she looked puzzledly at Esme. “How do you know it's a harp?”

“I know how to play it, how can I not know what it is?”

Moreover, this is an antique piece of historical harp.

Esme's words made Layla feel extremely humiliated. Gnashing his teeth silently to endure, otherwise, he would definitely slap this woman's face.

“When did you learn it?”

“Why should I tell you?”

With that Esme passed Layla quietly.

Layla's heart was already fiery. Defeated with a prostitute Esme Andreas, this was truly an insult!

However, before the many eyes that focused on them, this time he did not have the freedom to vent his anger on Esme blatantly.

Ignoring Layla, Esme walked straight to Old Grandpa Hall's side and asked, “Grandfather, how was the song I played earlier?”

Needless to say, Old Grandfather Hall was very pleased. He smiled and exclaimed, “That's amazing! Esme, you're really hiding your talent.”

“You said to me, one must remain humble.”

“Yes! People should keep a low profile!”

But, indeed since when did Esme ever become a ‘low profile?’

“But, high profile required while working.” Old Grandpa Hall held Esme's hand and took her to Jason. “Jason, when you're free, take Esme back to the old house. So he can accompany me and play some songs.”

“I understand.” Jason's eyes pressed down on Esme as he replied.

“If Grandpa likes to hear it, how about I go back to the old house and stay with Grandpa?” Esme suggested while shy and smiling.

Hearing Esme's proposal, Jason's eyes darkened at once.

“Silver child! What should Jason do if you go back to the old house? Husband and wife stay together, of course you have to stay with Jason.”

Esme stole a quick glance at Jason, inwardly saying, ‘There may be people who do not want to stay with me.’

“Mrs Hall, what song did you play just now?”

“That song is really good to hear. Can you teach my daughter?”

Right now, some women come with happy faces, hoping to get in touch with Esme.

Especially the way she looked when she played the Chinese harp before, like an immortal elf that stretched the clouds, graceful and charming.

“It's called The Last Flag of Banana Leaft. If I am free, I will be happy to teach your daughter.”

Esme answered their shouts one by one gracefully.

Didn't they always claim he was rude and useless?

Esme will make them choke on their own words!

The woman smiled broadly at Esme's promise. “Then, would you like to leave your phone number?”

“My phone was damaged in a car accident, and I didn't have time to get a replacement. What if I give you my maid's phone number?”

Jason's face changed hearing his explanation. A cold gaze fell on Esme with a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

Why didn't she give me her husband's number?

Instantly, Esme turned into a popular figure, taking all the limelight, making Layla's heart feel extremely depressed and angry.

He changed his position slightly, facing Esme from a corner and cursing the ‘whore’ in his heart up to a million times.

“Esme, I didn't expect you to be good at playing Chinese harp. You are amazing!” Clara approached with her hand holding the two glasses of wine with a bright smile.

He gave one of the glasses to Esme, “This is a high alcoholic brandy. Do you dare to try?”

What a joke is that! in the years when he was on the battlefield, he and his brothers would gulp down white wine with a bowl.

[The ancient Chinese white wine has a high level of alcohol content and is very strong and burning when it slides down the throat.]

No matter, Esme took the glass.

“One sip. Dare?” Clara's smile grew even brighter.

Esme did not have a shaky expression as she looked at Clara. Regarding this person, the memories of the original owner of the body were still intact.

Clara never smiled well at him.

Something must be wrong!

Esme's eyes slowly turned to the glass in her hand and squinted her eyes with deep thought.

Noticing her cautious expression, Clara thought she did not dare to drink strong liquor.

“Esme, don't tell me that you don't even dare to drink brandy.”

The trick is very old and the same again.

“Who said I didn't dare drink?” Esme looked up, looking at Clara in annoyance.

“Am I a coward?”

“Because you dare, then do it!”

“His body is still weak, he is not allowed to drink.” Just as Esme was about to push her glass across her lips, Jason approached from the side and grabbed her glass.

Jason's sudden actions scare Clara and she almost lets go of Jason's hand to stop him. However, he managed to hold back.

All these actions did not escape Esme's attention.

Esme grunts in heart, ‘There's something wrong with this liquor.’

Tilting his body subtly to one side, Esme swiftly evaded Jason's reach from snatching his glass. Smile and say, “I want to drink.”

“You can't drink!” Jason glared at her.

Jason's insistence surprises Clara.

“It's only one drink.”

“Don't be stubborn! Your injury has not fully recovered, you are not allowed to drink liquor.”

“Young Master Hall, this liquor does not change that.” Clara had a sincere expression at her best.

However, his words failed to capture even the slightest bit of Jason's attention.

Esme laughs sweetly, “You suddenly feel worried about me?”

When did this man start to care about his health?

An awkwardness flashed in Jason's eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

His hand snatched the glass from Esme by issuing a hard resistance, “This is only right for a husband to care about his wife. What's wrong with that?”

The next time, Jason had already sidestepped his head a little backwards and consumed the entire brandy.

It's too late for Clara to stop Jason. Watching how Jason's junks moved up and down, Clara froze in place.

Young Master Hall .. him, he spent it all?

Right at that moment, Clara felt the greatest fear.

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