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

onto his hand tenderly, leading him to the light

the leading hand until he finally saw light again, but just as he was about to reach the other side, a violent wind

to cling onto

eyes gradually and realized Charlotte was beside him, holding on to his sleeve as

reached his hand to touch her

Was it

window. He tried to

her slightly. She muttered his name and grabbed his hand instinctively,

was awake and was looking at her. She dismissed

not reply but looked

ask Raina to come over and

press the emergency button, but Zachary put

you doing?” she asked, “Let

“Over my dead body.”

Zachary’s first words after he regained consciousness.