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.”

can sleep on the living room sofa. You can call

said leisurely. “Besides, didn’t someone just mention she sleeps deeply

paused, as if a thought

You could sleep on the floor right outside

nodding. “Fine, sofa it is. As long as you’re comfortable

Always one

survive this phase, endure the night, and then it would be

make Charlotte sleepy at all. Meanwhile, Ethan, medicated, slept like a log. A man like him-did he really need her to get up for

that Charlotte finally

heavy groan jolted her

“Ethan?”

propping herself up to look

Charlotte got up and went

body was curled into a tight ball, fists clenched as though caught

didn’t dare wake him abruptly. She crouched down, moving

his pajamas, and his

arms flailed instinctively, and Charlotte grabbed his hand–but in an

Charlotte tried to push him