Billionaire's Match

Chapter 548 Christopher had actually said he disliked her-all because of Ethan? Charlotte felt a sting in her chest. Any lingering worry she'd had about Ethan evaporated instantly. Twenty minutes later, the car pulled up beneath Charlotte's apartment building. She didn't insist on sending Christopher back to school. On the way, Christopher had even cried over Ethan. Clearly, if he didn't see Ethan tonight, there was no way he'd settle down. Once home, Charlotte tried calling Ethan. Christopher had already called several times on the way, but he hadn't answered.

Now, when Charlotte dialed, the call went straight to his voicemail-his phone was off. "I knew it! Ethan must be in trouble!" Christopher panicked. "The police will call back soon. Maybe his phone just died. Since we can't reach him, go wash up-I'll make your bed." Charlotte put down the phone, offering a few calm words of comfort to her brother before turning to prepare the room for him. But her serenity only made Christopher more frustrated. "No wonder you act so cold toward Ethan! You're the most heartless ---- person!" he snapped, storming toward the door.

This time, Christopher didn't obey. He swung open the door- and froze. Ethan was standing there. His suit jacket was gone. His shirt collar was ripped open, the fabric torn, scratches running across it. Bruises speckled his neck, the corners of his mouth, and his cheeks. The image of the polished, elite heir had been replaced by that of a street brawler -disheveled, battered, and raw. "Ethan..." Christopher's voice

shutting the door behind him. Ethan! Are you okay? Are you hurt

who applied the ointment. Christopher looked helplessly at Charlotte, but memories of his earlier impulsive behavior toward her made him flush with guilt and embarrassment. Charlotte and Christopher exchanged a glance. Without another word, she turned and left. Ethan knew she