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qThe room was covered in darkness, with the dim emergency light on the ground as the only source of illumination.

When Zachary opened his eyes, he stared blankly at the ceiling. The scenes from his dream were still replaying his mind.

In his dream, Charlotte was cruel and heartless. The frosty expression and the hateful gaze she had looked extremely frightening.

Zachary felt as if someone was crushing his heart. The pain was so excruciating that he could barely breathe.

Gradually, the pain turned into hatred, causing him to clench his fists. It was as though he would strangle Charlotte to death if she appeared before him.

However, he realized that something was pressing on his arms, causing them to feel heavy and numb. In fact, he could not even lift them.

While trying desperately to move his arms, he turned to look and was shocked by what he saw.

Am I dreaming? Is... Is that Charlotte? Why is she here?

Although Charlotte's face was buried in her arms, Zachary recognized her easily from the contours of her head and body.

bed with her many times in the past, he

was certain it was her without needing to see her

began to replay

he saw

boil, and he

she here now? Could there be something wrong with my memory? Could it be that I didn't call Ben and she wasn't together with Louis? Was I unconscious for a long time, and she had

the video call, and every scene of it

been mistaken, but why is

question, Charlotte shifted in her sleep and

he stared at her gorgeous face, emotions raged in his heart. They

and impulsiveness, he felt like pulling her up and demanding

he moved his hand, he felt

awakened by his movements. After sitting up abruptly, she stared at him in shock.

touch his face, she asked anxiously, “How do you feel? Do

she reached for the button, but he held

so he could only tug at one