Zachary lowered his sad gaze to the green marks on his wrist. I probably need to start preparing.
“No... No!”
Charlotte suddenly opened her eyes wide in terror as she shrieked herself awake. She was soaked in sweat from her nightmare.
Zachary dashed over and patted her in the back to comfort her. “Hey, it's okay. It's just a dream.”
“It's Danrique...” she mumbled as she shook her head.
It did not take long before her wavering gaze fixed steadily on the man beside her.
“What... Why are you here? Am I still dreaming?”
She rubbed her eyes and blinked hard to make sure she was not seeing things. When it finally registered in her mind that Zachary was really there in person, she jumped from the bed and grabbed a cardigan.
She would only wear a white silk dress without anything underneath when she slept. She felt embarrassed that Zachary was seeing everything.
“It's not like I've never seen it before.”
Zachary rolled his eyes at her and went back to the couch, lighting up a cigarette.
Charlotte quickly wore her cardigan and tied up her hair before going into the bathroom to wash up. “What brings you here?”
“The children miss you,” Zachary said briefly.
“The kids are here?” Charlotte was elated at the news. “Where are they?”
She ran to the door without even waiting for an answer.
“Are you going out in this?” Zachary's voice rang loud behind her. “There is a whole group of male bodyguards outside.”
“Right.” Charlotte turned back and quickly get a change.
She grabbed some clothes and was about to go into the bathroom again when she saw the floor was all wet. She looked back at the room awkwardly, not knowing what to do.
“Just change here,” Zachary said, going over to the window to get a smoke.
Charlotte took a quick glance at him and turned around to change. “I'm done.”
Zachary looked back at her, puffing smoke from his mouth.
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