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“I do. I just do not trust Danrique.” Charlotte frowned.

“He has a short fuse. A really short one. And his temper is explosive to boot. He doesn’t care about anyone or anything if he gets mad. I heard Francesca ran away after she injured him, so I was worried he might push all that anger onto you.”

“You do not know your brother at all, and you’re his sister.” Zachary shook his head and smiled drily.

“Danrique didn’t spend all that time trying to catch Francesca just to treat his condition.”

“Why did he capture her then?” Charlotte asked.

“Wait, is it really…”

“Yes, love of course. Love.” Zachary pinched her cheek.

“You’re really slow, aren’t you?”

“Fine. I did suspect that love might be a possibility. Danrique probably feels something for Francesca, but I have no idea how deep that feeling goes.” Charlotte postulated.

“I just think he doesn’t care about anyone or anything. Not even his kids. He doesn’t seem to love his kids, unlike you.”

“No. He does love his kids.” Zachary saw through Danrique easily.

“But he just doesn’t know how to show his love. Take it slow. This is going to be a slow burn.”

a point, Hubby.” Charlotte nodded.

convince Danrique

herself in, so I took

“I am sorry?”

went…” Zachary told Charlotte

he was done, Charlotte seemed

us to him

the negotiation tomorrow: to settle the score between

want them to reach an understanding?” Charlotte was

“You’ll understand eventually.”

that happened and the meeting they would

the children in, then

back to their bedroom. Zachary was feeling better after going through a healing session and getting reunited with his

hug Charlotte

and held his cheek as she gazed at him

Zachary huddled closer and gave her a gentle kiss. It was their first kiss in

down, but the moment he made a move, he

alright?” Charlotte quickly held

stopped moving and he lay back

know how Danrique

your pardon?” Charlotte, for at least the second time