Those at the mansion walked out as soon as they heard someone closing in.
Marino stopped everyone from greeting Zachary and signaled them to remain silent in fear of rousing Zachary from his sleep.
Slouching against the backseat, Zachary slept like a log as the pent-up fatigue finally caught up to him.
Ben was reluctant to rouse the poor man from his sleep. Thus, Mrs. Rawlston whispered, “What’s going on? What’s wrong with Mr. Zachary?”
“He’s just tired and in desperate need of sleep! Mrs. Rawlston, can you get his room and shower ready? It’s about time for him to take a short break from everything!”
“Alright, I’ll get going at once!”
Mrs. Rawlston marched in the direction of the living room and instructed the maids to make Zachary something to eat.
Zachary roused from his sleep the moment he heard the thunder. He opened his eyes and asked, “Is it about to rain?”
Ben answered in a hushed voice, “Yes, Mr. Nacht. Why don’t you head into the mansion and take a bath? I have asked Mrs. Rawlston to get everything ready for you.”
The exhausted Zachary murmured, “Make a trip to Northridge.”
“H-Huh? I-It’s—”
Zachary slapped himself in the face in an attempt to stop himself from sleeping. He blurted out the things in mind, “She’s afraid of thunders the most. If I’m around, she’s going to feel better.”
“I-I—”
Zachary raised his volume and repeated himself, “Hurry up!”
After much hesitation, Ben leaned over and whispered, “If I’m not mistaken, Sir Louis is currently at Northridge as well.”
The exhausted man couldn’t believe his ears and gaped at Ben’s announcement.
Ben suggested, “I’m afraid we can’t even make it into the residency even if we make our way there. Since you’re not feeling well, why don’t you go ahead and take a short nap?”
Zachary went dead silent and alighted from the car, making his way back to the room he had spent countless days with Charlotte.
His mind was all over the place when he caught a glimpse of their photos in the room. Standing in front of the photos, he lost himself in a train of thought and continued recalling the good old times.
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