Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte dozed off as she waited and lay down her head beside Zachary’s bed.

She did not let go of his hand even in her sleep.

The night drew nigh and the outside world fell into silence, as did the ward. Charlotte slipped into slumber on Zachary’s bed, just as how she always did before.

Zachary had a dream that night. He lost his way in the desert and did not know how to get out. He was stranded in a vast and endless piece of grey and blurry sand land without any light.

His whole body ached as if it was about to burst. He felt as if he was on the verge of losing his sense of hearing and vision completely.

He desperately wanted to escape, but his vision kept failing him and he could not hear a thing.

under his feet every time he took a step. He kept changing direction, but every direction pointed him

was trapped in a place

was lost, helpless, and resentful, but it was then

He was afraid that this hand would lead him to another bottomless pit, but this hand did not push him into another

onto his hand tenderly, leading him to the light at the end of the

heart was assured and he kept following the leading hand until he finally saw light again, but just as he was about

to cling onto it, but he

eyes gradually and realized Charlotte was beside him, holding on to his sleeve as if she was afraid he

reached his hand to touch her face. He

cry? Was it

cold wind blew through the window. He tried to

She muttered his name and grabbed his hand instinctively, but she accidentally rubbed against the

looking at her. She dismissed the pain and asked softly, “Are you awake? How

did not reply but looked at her

to come over

get up to press the emergency button, but Zachary put his

are you doing?” she asked, “Let me