Chapter 188
James finally looked at Charlotte.
She’s right, what was wrong with him?
Why was he so obsessed? He loved Charlotte – the woman he’d always wanted was right beside him. What else could he want?
He pulled Charlotte into his arms, breathing in her light jasmine perfume.
Suddenly, a memory flashed: Sarah walking into their room, quietly bringing him tea, her hair still damp from the shower, water
droplets on her nightgown making her look irresistible.
He saw himself coldly taking the tea, ignoring her.
Sarah playfully leaning her head on his shoulder, deliberately letting him smell her hair. “Do you like my new shampoo?” she’d asked excitedly.
He’d pushed her away emotionlessly. “Don’t bother me. Learn your place,” before heading to his study.
“I’m sorry,” James blurted out.
Charlotte startled, thinking he was apologizing to her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, tearful. “James, I don’t blame you. I love you so much. Please don’t let me down.”
James snapped back to reality, holding her tight. “I won’t.”
He breathed deeply – jasmine perfume. Right, this was Charlotte!
In the hospital room, only Zachary and Sarah remained.
“What you said earlier…” she trailed off, unsure how to continue or what right she had to ask.
She couldn’t just say, “Am I really your girlfriend? When did that happen? Why didn’t I know?”
She looked down, avoiding his gentle gaze.
“Are you shy?” Zachary chuckled.
Sarah glared at him. “No! Those were your words.”
“Yes, they were.” Zachary started peeling an apple, focusing entirely on it.
Sarah felt frustrated. What was wrong with her lately? Had being sick changed her personality?
Why was she acting like a teenager?
“Why did you say I’m your girlfriend?” Sarah suddenly asked.
Chapter 188
Zachary handed her the peeled apple. “Aren’t you?”
His slight smile made her uncertain whether he was serious.
She put the apple aside. “Don’t say that anymore.”
“Why not?”
“Zachary, I don’t like joking about these things.” Her expression turned serious.
Zachary stared at her. “Why do you say that?”
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“You’re Zachary Reynolds. Every socialite in the city wants you. Don’t waste your time on someone like me. I won’t play these
rich boy games.” She stared at the IV mark on her hand, her heart aching.
She was afraid – afraid he was just playing, that he’d get bored and discard her. James had done that. She couldn’t trust someone
completely again.
Since the gala, he kept appearing in her life. She couldn’t believe she could attract someone like him.
But Steven said he’d been pursuing her for ages, Mia kept wanting her as a sister–in–law, and Zachary always appeared when she
needed help, supporting her unconditionally.
But she was just a divorced woman, wasn’t she?
