Billionaire's Match

Chapter 865

When Charlotte returned to the living room, Ethan had already finished eating. He was slouched against the sofa, eyes closed, breathing even, looking almost asleep.

Sunlight fell across his pale face, and the long lashes cast a faint shadow. Perhaps it was just her imagination, or perhaps Ethan’s current weakness made it so, but the usual arrogance and roguish charm were gone. In their place was a rare stillness, almost docile-a calmness that made him less off- putting than usual.

Charlotte carefully picked up a thin blanket and draped it over him.

Suddenly, Ethan reached out and grasped her wrist. His hand was hot, and his eyes, tinged with fatigue, carried a complicated gleam.

“If you’re tired, go rest in your room. I’ll help you,” she murmured.

Charlotte felt a twinge of discomfort but didn’t pull away.

Ethan hesitated. He had the instinctive urge to pull her closer, the kind of impulse he usually acted on without thought. But today, the way she looked at him-with less defensiveness and disgust-made him hesitate.

released her. “Are

rest so you can heal faster. I’ll come every day to cook for

arranged

“I came here willingly.”

Ethan’s lips, though he immediately

for me,” he

Khloe’s approval. That woman had a

even if their rivalry had softened into an uneasy friendship, he still wanted

You focus on getting

was cleaning up the last remnants of Solara Energy’s operations in Goldment City The failed bid had disappointed both senior management and shareholders, and once he returned

after the clash with the Hunt and Morrison Group, his former allies in the city were now keeping their distance. Solara Energy’s business plan in Goldmont City had effectively