Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“I don’t exactly know what condition you have; I only know you have one. Anyhow, you should get it treated before it gets worse,” advised Zachary.

“It’s already been taken care of,” blurted Francesca.

With both her eyebrows raised, Charlotte was surprised to hear that. “Really? That was fast.”

“It’s not that big of a deal, really,” replied Francesca as she looked somewhat embarrassingly at her husband.

“Then you guys should have no problem figuring out the next step. And you don’t have to worry about me. Danrique was right; I’m fine. I’ll go get treated in Erihal as soon as I’m done dealing with the matters on hand.”

“But… But I don’t want to go back to Erihal,” objected Francesca anxiously.

“I’m going to leave that discussion to you and your husband because I want no part of it. Just let me know where you’ll be, and I’ll go find you.” Zachary wanted to stay out of trouble.

With that, Zachary was ready to leave the couple alone, so Charlotte helped push his wheelchair.

“Hold it right there, Zachary!” commanded Francesca before rushing over to stop the man. “Have you forgotten what you promised me? You said that if I helped you, you’d stop that rogue from taking me away.”

Danrique and Charlotte immediately shifted their attention to Zachary when they heard those words.

Almost forgot about that,”

“You j*rk!” cursed Francesca.

wheelchair around to face Danrique. “You know,

I want,” interrupted Danrique, refusing to hear what

his wife for help.

that promise in the first place anyway? What’s important is that they get back together as a

Wifey!” agreed Zachary

she saw the man’s reaction. “What?

me.

got so upset that

Danrique was done putting up with the

were to drag me back there, I’ll just

see how

my arms. I’ll poison you while you’re

to look as fierce as possible to

seriously think I