There were pictures attached.

Wendy’s hand was wrapped in thickyers of gauze, looking rmingly serious.

“Charlotte, you really went too far this time. Get to the hospital and apologize to Wendy now.

b“/bI’m not forgiving you until you do. Be bgood/bb, /bsay you’re sorry, and you can keep staying at the house.”

Charlotte let out a coldugh…

She didn’t bother replying.

Instead, she blocked and deleted him on the messaging app without a second thought.

At the hospital, Zac stared at his phone screen, his expression dark and stormy.

A gray notification sat beneath hisst message:

“Message not delivered. This person is no longer avable on your contacts.”

She actually blocked him on the messaging appl

Zac’s jaw clenched, his brows twitching with frustration.

So, she bhad /bgots now? She even dared to block him?

On the hospital bed, Wendy noticed his grim expression and couldn’t help but ask, “Zac, what’s wrong?”

Zac snapped out of his thoughts, forcing his imitation down as he replied coldly, “Nothing”

Wendy didn’t press further. She gazed up at him with wide, teary eyesb, /blooking utterly fragile. “Zacb, /bis my hand ruined? bWill /bI never be able to y no again?”

Before she went abroad, Wendy had studied piano, attending a prestigious music academy overseas. Since retuming, she had built a following on a popr short–video tform, amassing over a million fans. She was practically an influencer now.

Hearing her say that, Zac’s expression softened slightly, a trace of sympathy flickering in his eyes. “No, the doctor said it’s just a surface wound. It didn’t damage any muscles or tendons. You’ll be fine in a few days.”

Wendy blooked /bheartbroken, her voice trembling as if she were on the verge of tears “Really? You’re not just saying that to make me feel better?”

Zac reached out, ruffling her hair. “Of course bnot/b.”

She lifted her gaze to meet his, looking pitiful. “Zac, if–just if–my injury was worse and I could never y no again… would you bstill /bforgive Charlotte?”

Zac’s dark eyes turned icy. “bEven /bwith byour /binjury now, if she doesn’t apologize, I won’t forgive her. And if you really couldn’t y again, I’d make her pay for it.”

Tears shimmered in Wendy’s eyes as she rested her head against his shoulder, murmuring softly, “I knew you cared about me the most.

Zac held her close, but his mind wandered elsewhere–bback /bto Charlotte.

Had he been too harsh when he told her he never

ver wanted to see her again?

But she was the one who hurt Wendy first. She was in the wrong!

Blocking him was just her way of waiting for him toe and make things right.

But this time, he wouldn’t.

Charlotte arrived at the hotel lobby, lifting her gaze to see Sean instantly,

Dressed in a fitted ck shirt and tailored cks, he exuded effortless elegance. His broad shoulders, tapered waist, band /blong legs only emphasized his striking good looks.

+25 Bonus

His features were just as sharp and handsome as they had been

on three y

years ago. He was still ridiculously good–looking–almost unfairly so.

Standing beside him was a man in a sult, slightly shorter than Soan, who looked every bit the professional assistant.

The moment bSean /bspotted her, he quickly strode forward and took her suitcase from her hands. “Lottle, are you okay?”

Charlotte pressed her lips together, answering softly, “I’m fine.”

Sean’s assistant spoke respectfully. “Mr. Jasper, I’ll take my leave now

Scan nodded.

The penthouse suite of the five–star hotel was nothing short of hourous. It was spacious and elegantly furnished, offering a breathtaking view of the city skyline through its floor–to–ceiling windows.

“Lottie, do you want the upstairs room or the one down here?”

Sharing a suite with a man like him, so effortlessly handsome I felt unreal, made Charlotte a bit nervous.

“.. either is fine,” she stammered.

She thought she heard a quiet chuckle. Avoiding his gaze, she kept her eyes locked on the plush carpet beneath her feet.

His voice was low and smooth. “Then take the upstairs room. If you need anything, just call me.”

A faint, unmistakable flush crept onto her cheeks. “Olcay.”

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