Chapter 150
Early the next morning, Charlotte was woken up by a phone call.
Half–asleep, she groggily tapped the answer button, her voice thick with drowsiness. “Hello? Who is this?”
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“Charlotte, you need to come to the hospital and see Zac,” Ethan’s anxious voice came through the line. “Did you know he almost died?”
Hearing Zac’s name made Charlotte’s irritation flare. After the exhausting mess last night, she hadn’t even slept enough, and now she was being woken up for this? For Zac?
Annoyance surged in her, and her temper flared. “If he’s dead, you can handle the body. Just let me know when the funeral is. I’ll give his mom a big gift, for old times‘ sake.”
Without waiting for Ethan’s reaction, she hung up and immediately set her phone to silent.
The noise woke Sean beside her. Still tangled in the warm blankets, his arm tightened around her, his voice low and magnetic. “Sleep with me a little longer.”
Charlotte snuggled closer, like a clingy little cat, pressing herself against his chest.
Wrapped together in the cozy bed, the world seemed to shrink until it was just the two of them.
No matter how fiercely the wind and snow raged outside, it didn’t touch them.
Meanwhile, Zac was already awake,
Ethan had made the call of his own accord, but Zac knew exactly what he was hoping for.
Zac was clinging to one last shred of unrealistic hope. He desperately wanted to know if Charlotte knew he almost died, would she worry? Would she come see him?
So he had asked Ethan to put the call on speaker.
But all he heard was Charlotte’s voice–cold, cutting, and completely heartless.
She didn’t care. Not even a little.
She hadn’t even hesitated before saying those cruel words.
Zac’s hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white, veins bulging beneath his pale skin. His lips were colorless.
Ethan quietly slipped his phone into his pocket, swallowing hard. He half–expected Zac to explode in a fit of rage. He didn’t even dare to breathe.
But Zac didn’t scream, didn’t tage like he usually did.
He stayed silent for a long moment, then said in a hollow voice, “Leave me alone for a bit.”
Ethan stepped out of the hospital room, only to run into Wendy in the hallway. He was shocked that Wendy had actually come all the way to Anne City.
Surprised, he stared at her. “Wendy? You came all the way to Anne City?”
Wendy’s face was full of worry. “How is Zac?”
Ethan sighed, shaking his head. “Not good. Not at all.”
“What happened? He went on a trip, and now he’s in the hospital?”
Ethan hesitated. “It was freezing last night–snowing hard, five or six degrees below zero. He was wandering around outside in just a thin shirt. He collapsed in the snow, and some passerby brought him to the hospital.”
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