His Coy Lover

In front of the old lady,

Nina was also present.

Nina opened her mouth as if to say something but ultimately didn’t say anything.

Zelda guessed she probably wanted to mention Charles’s disability, implying that his sexual function might be impaired, and who would marry him under such circumstances.

“Charles is fine, no need to worry about him not marrying someone.”

Outside, when Charles heard Zelda’s words, his dark eyes flickered, and his hands made a move, pushing the wheelchair towards the interior.

Seeing Charles, Nina sweetly said, “Charles, why are you here?”

“Can’t I come?”

Nina pouted, “Charles, I didn’t mean that. Don’t misunderstand my words.”

Charles’s temper had worsened, but only Nina dared to speak to him this way. Nina circled behind Charles, pushing the wheelchair, and Charles’s bodyguards wisely stopped, not following Charles into the main hall.

When people in the room saw Charles, they all smiled, but with a hint of caution.

Zelda, although reborn, had minimal contact with Charles in her previous life, and she wasn’t sure about his relationship with his family.

Watching this scene unfold, Zelda felt a bit melancholic. Charles was disabled, already facing challenges, and his temper might become unpredictable. At the time he needed comfort and encouragement the most, his close family members were afraid to get close to him, which would only make him feel worse.

However, this man was emotionally restrained, and it wasn’t evident.

When Charles was pushed next to Zelda, he tapped the wheelchair, and Nina understood his signal, stopping.

Turning his head, Charles cast a cold glance at Zelda, who met his stare calmly.

“Your face is swollen like fermented buns, ugly. Standing here affects my mood. Get lost.”

Such cold and heartless words could still be hurtful.

Zelda felt uncomfortable for a moment. Thinking of him in her past life, that discomfort was suppressed again.

Silently turning around, she lifted her foot and left.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

While Charles spoke, no one dared to speak. Even Nina shrank her neck.

After leaving the low-key luxurious main house, Zelda suddenly felt relieved. To be honest, facing so many unfriendly ladies, she felt a lot of pressure.

These were her in-laws.

In her past life, when she was a daughter-in-law at the Lowell family, she was tightly controlled and mistreated. It made her resist interacting with her in-laws.

The Winston ladies, at first glance, were not easy to get along with.

Looking up at the blue sky, Zelda told herself that since she chose to repay Charles for the little kindness he showed her in her past life, she had to endure, even if it was difficult. Unless Charles drove her away.

Zelda, You can do it!

…

Starbucks.

Elle stirred her coffee elegantly with a spoon.

“Elle.”

Burton hurried over, holding a bouquet of roses.

Elle stopped her stirring and looked at him as he approached.

Burton came over and handed the bouquet to Elle. She took it and lowered her head to smell the flowers. Her expression softened, but Burton noticed the slight swelling on one side of her face.

“Elle, what happened to your face? It looks a bit swollen, like you were hit.”

Elle’s good mood from receiving the bouquet took a nosedive. She put the flowers on the table and said unkindly, “It’s from your almost-fiancée.”

“Zelda? She dared to lay hands on you! Next time, I’ll find a chance to make her pay for it.”

“Doubled.”

“Okay, doubled. I won’t stop until her face is swollen. Why didn’t you dodge?”

“If I had dodged, my father would come back and not see any traces. He wouldn’t stand on my side then.”

Burton was still concerned. “Even if you compete with her for favor, you don’t need to resort to such tactics. Peck always dotes on you. Even if you’re not his biological daughter, his attitude towards you won’t change.”

Elle’s eyes gleamed with calculation. “Until I get the Roscente shares, I have to maintain the status quo.”

Her father trusted and valued her, but Zelda was the true heiress of the Roscente family. Just this fact made Elle feel like she was wearing clothes made from her past efforts and sacrifices for the Roscente family.

“I called you out to investigate what happened when Zelda tried to commit suicide and refused marriage at the Winston that day. I always feel that Charles’s attitude towards her is unusual.”

Burton remembered their encounter on the luxurious street and said, “I met her today on the luxurious street. She was buying clothes at the men’s store, and I thought she was buying for me. But she said it was for Charles.”

“Why, is she not buying for you? Are you jealous?”

Unable to bear it, Elle couldn’t help but feel jealous. When Burton spoke those words, he revealed a hint of disappointment.

“What are you talking about? How could I be jealous of her? I just don’t understand why she would buy clothes for Charles.”

Elle withdrew her hand, “Who knows, maybe she’s competing with me for Charles’s favor. Burton, we can’t let Zelda get Charles’s protection.”

Burton nodded, “Let me investigate, and then we’ll discuss it. Don’t worry, someone like Zelda can’t get Charles’s protection. What kind of person is Charles? Even The Beauty couldn’t get his protection, let alone Zelda.”

He comforted Elle, “Maybe we’re just overthinking it.”