Thrilled, the little girl asked, “Hooray! Are we finally living as a family of five once Mommy and I have fully recovered?”
Caressing the little girl’s cheeks, the man urged, “I’ll try to see if it’s possible. Why don’t you go ahead and tuck yourself in? I’ll drop by and check on your mother.”
Ellie was afraid the duo would engage themselves in another conflict. She grasped her father’s hand and asked, “Can you promise me not to pick on Mommy?”
He kissed her on the cheek and assured her, “You need to calm down because I won’t pick on her. Just go ahead and call it a day. I’ll see you on day after tomorrow.”
Ellie nodded and stared at her departing father with an aggrieved look as he sneaked his way out of the window again.
The ones stationed outside of the room heard the creaking sound of the window, but the moment they turned around, Zachary was nowhere to be seen anymore.
They thought they had been seeing things and paid no heed to it. After all, it wouldn’t be much of a surprise for the windows to creak during such a heavy downpour.
Zachary, who had sneaked his way to Charlotte’s balcony, could feel his heart racing, thinking he might go berserk if Louis was next to Charlotte in bed.
As soon as he picked the lock and sneaked his way into Charlotte’s room, he saw Louis slouching against the couch with a scarf around him.
Meanwhile, Charlotte, who had put on a white nightgown, slept like a log on the bed. Her legs and bottom were exposed after tossing and turning in her sleep.
Zachary responded with a frown when he thought Louis must have seen the vulnerable side of Charlotte.
As Zachary marched in Charlotte’s direction to tuck her in, Louis was almost roused from his sleep due to the commotion.
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