Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte buried her head into her pillow in exhaustion. Just as she was about to fall into a slumber, a large hand made its way over.

The woman jumped in fright and moved aside. “What are you doing? I’m already in such a state, and you’re still—”

Before she could finish, Zachary placed his warm palm on her forehead and felt her temperature. Then, he whipped out his phone and gave Raina a call. “Come over to Storm Hotel.”

“No, I’m fine!” Charlotte hurriedly stopped him. “I’m just having cramps. It’s not like I’m sick! You don’t have to call a doctor.”

“You sure?” Zachary frowned. “You look really unwell.”

“I’m fine. I’ll just have some hot water and get some rest.” Charlotte rested her face in the man’s hand as her voice turned gentle. “It’s already three in the morning. Don’t get Dr. Langhan to come over.”

All I want is to get some rest. I don’t want to have to deal with anything else.

Besides, the fact that he cared about her was more than enough to make her feel all warm and fuzzy.

“Alright,” Zachary responded as he hung up before typing something into his phone.

“What are you up to?” Charlotte glanced over with curiosity and was instantly taken aback.

on how to

tried to follow the instructions on his phone. After pouring some water into the electric kettle, he placed the kettle on

laughter. “You actually don’t even

“Shut it!”

anyone laugh at him over anything and was determined to nail even a simple task such as

Yup, nailed it.

he looked, Charlotte couldn’t help but cover

had never noticed such an adorable side to

when they’re serious, but

feel my heart

Zachary turned

Siri,” he called out, evidently not bothering to

I do for

if a woman has

some information that might help,” Siri

for the hotel to send over some brown sugar and

room service to deliver the items. Following the ratio listed in the article, Zachary carefully poured the right amount

over and placed it on the bedside table.

everything so seriously as though he was