Charlotte felt like she was going to die from exhaustion. Zachary was insatiable and often tired her out. Despite that, she could never resist him.
By the time the two of them came out, it was already two o'clock. Ben had been waiting outside for more than one hour and the food had already gone cold.
Right then, Ben tentatively pressed the doorbell.
Charlotte pulled her long hair into a ponytail and went to get the door. Realizing that Ben had waited until now, color tinted her cheeks.
“The food has probably gone cold. I'll call the chef over to reheat it.” Ben was about to make a call.
“It's fine. I can do it myself.”
As Charlotte spoke, Zachary came out of the room, wrapped in only a bath towel.
Ben immediately bowed his head and retreated.
Charlotte was so embarrassed her face flushed a scarlet red. She wanted nothing more than to dig a hole and crawl into it.
“We're all adults. What's there to be embarrassed about?” On the contrary, Zachary was as cool as cucumber.
“Don't ever do this again.” Charlotte rolled her eyes at him and went to reheat the food.
Zachary drank a cup of black coffee and went to the room to get dressed. Checking his phone, he saw that there were two missed calls from Sharon. He ignored it and put down his phone before going outside to have lunch with Charlotte.
“I'll be back late tonight. After you're done with your stuff, come over to rest first.”
Zachary pulled her hand over and saved her fingerprint on his tablet.
“Fingerprint successfully registered. Welcome home!” An automated voice sounded from the tablet.
“This is...”
“Your fingerprint access.” Zachary put down the tablet. “From now on, you're the lady of this house.”
“Lady of the house...” Charlotte murmured as warmth enveloped her.
Zachary caressed her face and tenderly said, “Wait for me tonight.”
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