Charlotte’s injured hand hit the sofa, and she sucked in an audible gasp of pain.

 

Zachary frowned, and there was apparently upset in his eyes, but still, his features were schooled into a cold look.

Charlotte then took her phone and ended the call.

“Be mindful of what you’re doing,” Zachary uttered. “Sir Robert came to my office to look for me earlier today. As for why they were there… I’m sure you know.”

“I do,” Charlotte replied.

 
 

The tense atmosphere had no traces of the passionate moment from a while ago.

With an acrid taste on his tongue, Zachary stood up and left.

 

Charlotte watched as he went. Again, she saw nothing amiss with him. Am I really overthinking it?

No. Something is amiss.

Zachary’s hand was on the handle. Right before he opened it, Charlotte yelled, “Zachary Nacht!”

Zachary halted in his tracks. He did not turn around, but his heart was thumping loudly.

to keep me

as she pointed at his pants. “Are

 

spilled a cup of tea on his pants earlier. It would be an embarrassing

Charlotte handed him

it from her, he went into

eyes on him. That’s strange. He seems

after Zachary closed the bathroom door, he squinted and looked at himself in the

on again, for his vision had gone blurry and flickered earlier. That was why he had come up with whatever he could think of while telling the children their bedtime story

his vision had returned to normal.

the kiss made his

he thought about Louis, his

his pants

Charlotte had to have sensed something odd about his behavior. Otherwise, she would not have set up a trap for him in an attempt to find out what

indeed much smarter than she used to be

of no match for him; her witty little

he walked out with

was blurring again. All that was

you done?” came

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