“Louis, I’m going back to my room to rest.” Charlotte made up her mind. “You should return to watch the show.”

“I need a rest too.” Louis fanned himself. “I don’t know why, but I feel a little hot.”

“All right. Let’s head back together.”

They returned to the villa together. Before Charlotte could enter her room, Louis stopped her. “Charlotte, I need to talk to you.”

“We can talk tomorrow.” The woman held her temples, drained of energy.

“I’m afraid I’ll lose the courage to say anything tomorrow,” Louis confessed, sounding despondent. “Now that there’s liquid courage in me, I’d like to talk to you.”

 

Charlotte could not bring herself to reject him, so she caved in. “All right. Come on in then.”

Louis entered her room after her.

 

bodyguards were also about to head in, but Louis’ bodyguard stopped them. “The couple wishes to talk in private.

bodyguards glanced at her

us alone,” Charlotte

bodyguards left as

shut, Charlotte poured two glasses of water. She offered one to Louis and sat down on the sofa

proceeded to reveal his true feelings for her. “Do you know how delighted I was when you agreed to marry

short. She frowned and continued, “If that’s what you want to say, you can do it another

been so cold to me lately,” he complained

child?” she snapped impatiently. “I’ve been honest with you from the start—I don’t have romantic feelings

between us. I thought you’d be touched by my efforts, but you remained unfazed

spoke, the more agitated he became. In a choking voice, he pleaded, “Charlotte, please be honest with me. Do you still love Zachary?

hear any more of it. “Tonight isn’t a good time for us to talk. We can continue the

glass down with a thud. “I need to go to bed. Good night!” It was clearly an

rashly. If I’ve upset you,

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