Billionaire's Match

Chapter 897

Ethan’s expression stiffened, then he let out a short, incredulous laugh. “Ridiculous.”

Charlotte knew that Clarice had been extremely strict with him since childhood, often locking him in dark rooms as

punishment. If that had left lasting trauma, his dislike of being alone now was understandable.

Whenever Ethan had left Clarice’s place before, he had never liked staying in hotels. He’d rather linger at Charlotte’s doorstep. The only time he stayed in a hotel, he had done everything to make sure she accompanied him.

Charlotte exhaled softly.

“Just so you know, I’m a deep sleeper. I can’t be expected to get up at night to take care of anyone.”

A faint curve tugged at Ethan’s lips.

“That’s fine. I’m not setting up a guest room. You and I will share a room."

“Ethan!” Charlotte jumped back in shock. “Don’t be ridiculous!”

“Ridiculous?” Ethan’s eyes flicked with mischief. “We’re just sleeping in the same room, not the same bed. There’s a sofa in my room-it’s more than enough for you.”

“I can sleep on the living room sofa. You can call me if

Ethan said leisurely. “Besides, didn’t someone

thought had struck him, raising

option. You could sleep on the

but laugh again, finally nodding. “Fine, sofa it is. As

devil. Always one step

phase, endure the night, and then it would be over-they’d be completely done

slept like a log.

wasn’t until three in the morning that Charlotte finally

heavy groan

“Ethan?”

alert, propping herself

respond. Concerned, Charlotte got up and went

ball, fists clenched as though caught in

wake him abruptly. She crouched down, moving

soaked his pajamas, and

grew rapid and uneven. His arms flailed instinctively, and Charlotte grabbed his hand–but in an instant, he pulled her into his embrace

you’re dreaming…” Charlotte tried to