Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte lost the will to struggle herself free. She snuggled in his embrace.

The cold made her circled her arms around his waist as she buried her face in his chest. She closed her eyes and let him bring her wherever they were headed.

Their intimate demeanor resembled an adorable couple and would warm the hearts of any onlooker.

A pair of mother-daughter duo entered the elevator. The little girl looked about four or five. Innocently, she pointed at Charlotte and asked her mother in a low voice, “Mommy, why is that woman sleeping while standing?”

“She’s too tired, sweetie.” The mother crouched down and told her daughter, “Let’s be quiet so that we don’t disturb her.”

“I thought only kids could fall asleep while being hugged. So big sisters could do it too,” the little girl commented naively.

The mother could not help but chuckle at her daughter’s innocent remarks. She cast an envious look at the cute couple and smiled. “That big brother protects her like she’s a little kid. That’s why.”

Charlotte subconsciously lifted her head and met Zachary’s gaze. She noticed the loving look in his eyes.

Moved by his affectionate look, she tiptoed and gave him a kiss on the lips.

moment as he looked at her with a blank expression. Then, his lips slowly curled into an

time she’s hugging and

forced to.

was the reason he

sprung open,

pressed her head against his chest and carried her out

down. People are watching!” Charlotte was hot from

carried you upstairs like this too yesterday, and I

to his car and placed her in the passenger seat. Then, he walked over to the other side and climbed into the driver’s

started the car, Charlotte’s phone rang. She hurriedly answered the call, “Hello, Robbie? Mommy will be back soon, say about half an

tired from overtime work

our plans today. I’ll get home and make lunch for you guys. Then, we’ll head to the hospital

She was afraid that the man might throw tantrums like he used to, especially since he thought the triplets’ father

imagine her body getting intertwined with Michael whenever the latter’s name came up, and in turn getting all worked

different this time. Not only did he not get angry, but he asked rather calmly, “Don’t you have nurses taking care

It’s more than enough,” she hurriedly added. “It’s just that the kids love my cooking. Besides, I’ve