It was already half past one in the morning when Zachary left Charlotte’s villa. He checked his phone, only to find seven or eight missed calls from Henry.

Zachary knew he had to check in on Cynthia, or Henry would throw a fit and go after him.

After all, he couldn’t afford to anger Henry any further, so he decided to head to the hospital near Ashenville Garden to see Cynthia.

He was well on his way when he spotted a car driving toward him from the opposite direction.

Both cars pulled over, and Ben got out of the other car. “Mr. Nacht,” Ben greeted with a bow.

“What’s going on? Where’s Cynthia?”

 

“Ms. Blackwood is in the car,” Ben replied softly. “Her wounds have been checked out. But she refused to stay in the hospital, so we got the doctor’s permission to bring her home.”

Zachary looked in the car to see Cynthia leaning weakly against her seat. Her face was deathly pale, yet she still smiled and signed at him. “It’s just superficial wounds. I’m okay. Let’s go back.”

 

He then gestured for everyone to get back into the cars and headed toward the hot spring resort.

was already late, and Henry might be asleep. If his call woke

Henry came out from the courtyard in a wheelchair. His unexpected arrival gave everyone a shock

and stared daggers

you here?” Zachary frowned

I thought you were dead,” Henry said

chose his words carefully. “Louis

be more important

life and death situation,” Zachary rebuked. “Is that important enough for

all, Louis was a man of distinction. Should something happen to him while

had an emergency, it would be understandable for Zachary to

said as she

was fraught with worry as he turned to look at

stop scolding Zachary. Sir Louis did have an emergency, so I had him tend to that

was deeply moved by

I insisted on going along, and now

ached when he saw how guilty Cynthia felt. “Don’t say that. It’s his fault for having neglected you. It’s getting windy

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