Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte dozed off as she waited and lay down her head beside Zachary’s bed.

She did not let go of his hand even in her sleep.

The night drew nigh and the outside world fell into silence, as did the ward. Charlotte slipped into slumber on Zachary’s bed, just as how she always did before.

Zachary had a dream that night. He lost his way in the desert and did not know how to get out. He was stranded in a vast and endless piece of grey and blurry sand land without any light.

His whole body ached as if it was about to burst. He felt as if he was on the verge of losing his sense of hearing and vision completely.

He desperately wanted to escape, but his vision kept failing him and he could not hear a thing.

All he could do was keep going forward, but even taking a step felt like a formidable task. He felt emptiness under his feet every time he took a step. He kept changing direction, but every direction pointed him to an endless abyss.

He was trapped in a place of no escape.

He was lost, helpless, and resentful, but it was then that he felt a hand reaching out to him.

in the beginning. He was afraid that this hand would lead him to another bottomless pit, but this hand did not push

held onto his hand tenderly, leading him to

until he finally saw light again, but just as he was

onto it, but

by the nightmare. He opened his eyes gradually and realized Charlotte was beside

softened and he reached his hand to touch her face. He realized her

cry? Was

blew through the window. He

air sent a shudder down Charlotte’s spine and it woke her slightly. She muttered his name and grabbed his hand instinctively, but she accidentally rubbed

pain but immediately saw that Zachary was awake and was looking at her. She dismissed the pain and asked softly, “Are you awake? How are you

not reply but looked

Raina to come

emergency

doing?” she

“Over my dead body.”

Zachary’s first words after he regained consciousness. His voice was