Just as the thought flashed across her mind, Charlotte brushed it off immediately.

No, Charlotte Windt! You shouldn’t soften up!

Once a gigolo, always a gigolo!

It would be impossible for him to clear the stains on his name as someone who had been doing such a dirty job for years.

Even if she herself were to ignore his past, what about the kids?

If they were to become a family, what if they bump into a client who recognized him while on the streets? How would the kids feel?

Her children would become a laughing stock because of their biological father’s identity. They would never be able to face society with their heads held high.

The more she thought about these, the more her fears tugged at her heart. She reminded herself again and again to never let her guard down, no matter how gentle this gigolo seemed to be…

Never!

“It’s done!”

 

With a smooth flick, Zachary switched off the dryer. He ruffled her soft hair as if he were petting a little puppy.

“That’s enough.” She nudged his hand away and kept a distance from him. “You don’t have to send me home. I’ll take a taxi!”

no resistance in his tone this time. He reminded coldly, “Once you

instantly. “Once I transferred the money back to you, we’ll cut

her quietly. After

you have to delete that

deleted earlier this morning, didn’t you see

“That’s fine then. Goodbye.”

turned and

face paled with anger, his fists clenched tight. This time, he would teach this woman a lesson… He would surely make

taxi as soon

not far away through the car window. Her heart throbbed with a

night before, and on his gentle and caring demeanor today. And how they’ve cut ties

felt like everything was gone with the

as if nothing

in her thoughts, the taxi arrived in front of her house

afternoon. The kids had left for

showed up at the door and hurried over to her. “Goodness me… Where have you been last night, Miss? I’ve tried calling you so many times but

so I crashed at her place,” Charlotte excused sluggishly. “I’m tired, Mrs. Berry.

something to

“Okay.”

her feet back into her room. Just as she attempted to make an online transfer to the gigolo, her fingers froze atop her phone screen. A sudden

only be seven hundred left in her credit card if she transfers the money back to

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