His Coy Lover

“What’s happening?” Nina sat up and grabbed a thin coat, saying to Zelda, “Stay here, I’ll go out and see what’s going on.”

“Let’s go together,” Zelda also wanted to know what was going on.

The main house was brightly lit.

All the servants working here were searching for Zelda everywhere.

They searched every corner of the main house, except for Grandma and Miss, whom they dared not disturb, but they couldn’t find Zelda anywhere.

“Keep your voices down, don’t wake Grandma and Miss,” Marry reprimanded them in a low voice.

“Marry, what should we do if we can’t find Zelda? Young Master is coming to get her,” Linda was the most nervous, her face pale with worry.

She was the one who had taken Zelda to the Young Master’s place, and now that Zelda couldn’t be found, would the Young Master blame her?

“Could she have climbed over the wall and left? She’s not very familiar with the surroundings, so she might have gotten lost. Let’s go outside and search, try not to disturb the young masters,” Zack suggested.

Especially the Young Master.

“Climb over the wall?” Marry looked at the two-meter-high wall.

Zack explained, “Zelda used to run a training center and learned martial arts like Sanda and Taekwondo. She should be able to climb over the wall.”

“Then she might have actually climbed over the wall and left.”

Marry immediately ordered everyone, “You go out and search, I’ll go to the surveillance room to check the footage.”

With that, she turned to leave but saw two girls standing at the door, looking at her curiously.

Marry…

They had almost turned the main house upside down looking for Zelda, and now they had received the favor of Miss, dreaming together with Miss.

If their commotion hadn’t woken the two girls, they wouldn’t have found Zelda even by daybreak.

“Marry, what are you looking for?”

“Miss, the Young Master wants supper, so Zack came to get Zelda. But when I went upstairs to find Zelda, she was gone. I was just about to rally everyone to search for her, but I didn’t expect her to be with Miss.”

Nina understood. She thought her big brother would send someone to take Zelda away within half an hour, but she fell asleep, and there was no movement from her big brother’s side.

She wondered if she could be blamed for this delay.

“Zelda, the Young Master wants the supper you make. Hurry back with Zack and don’t let the Young Master wait too long.”

After Marry breathed a sigh of relief, she urged Zelda to leave quickly.

After tonight, the people in the main house finally understood Zelda’s position in the Young Master’s eyes.

Ten minutes later.

Zelda entered the hall and saw the man waiting for her. As she walked towards the kitchen, she asked, “Charles, what would you like to eat?”

“No need,” Charles said coldly. “I just used Zack as an excuse to get someone over here. Everything’s fine now. You can go back to your room and rest.”

Zelda was taken aback.

She turned to look at the man with a cold exterior.

Soon, she walked up to Charles, bent down, and helped him up onto his wheelchair, pushing him towards her room.

“That’s not my room.”

“The whole building is yours, so why isn’t it your room?”

Charles…

She countered him with his own words.

“Charles, are you shy? It’s okay, we’ve slept together before.”

Charles…

His ears turned slightly red.

Zelda noticed this and chuckled silently. Charles was indeed innocent when it came to matters between men and women.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

With shamelessness like Zelda’s around, Charles didn’t sleep well again that night. He kept dreaming of the woman with whom he had tangled in passion.

He hated the god of dreams. Couldn’t he change the dream for him?

It was always the same dream, tormenting him. Too much of it, and he would wake up feeling restless.

His shameless wife often unconsciously snuggled into his arms, her soft body brushing against him, her faint scent filling his nostrils. Charles really wanted to take her right then and there.

Unfortunately, his legs weren’t cooperating.

Thinking about marital relations, unless she took the lead.

Charles couldn’t say that sentence.

Moreover, this woman always thought he couldn’t perform.

Was it because she thought he couldn’t perform that she dared to be so bold in teasing him?

As dawn approached, the tormenting dream finally stopped bothering Charles, and he fell asleep in a daze.

Zelda’s biological clock was very accurate. She woke up at half past six in the morning.

Opening her eyes, she found herself still resting her head on Charles’s arm. She quickly rolled away, afraid of being choked by Charles if she moved too slowly.

Fortunately, Charles was sleeping soundly.

She didn’t disturb him.

It was Saturday today, so she didn’t have to go to work. Zelda didn’t rush to get up, lying quietly beside Charles, silently watching him sleep.

He was really handsome.

Zelda reached out and touched Charles’s face. As she touched him, she leaned in closer, wanting to kiss his lips.