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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.

the past,

was certain it was her

eyebrows, he began to replay the intimate act

Ben, he saw

scene caused his blood to boil, and he almost burst

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,

remembered the video call, and every scene

mistaken, but why is

her sleep and turned her face toward him before

his

he felt like pulling her up and demanding to

he

Charlotte was awakened by his movements. After sitting up abruptly, she stared at him in shock. When she finally regained her senses,

you feel? Do you feel pain anywhere? I'll get the

for the button, but he held

could only tug at one of her fingers. “N-No need,” Zachary uttered with much