His Coy Lover

Charles stared at her with black lines on his face.

Zelda pursed her lips. “Just tell me the direction to the main gate. Always flicking people, it hurts. Want me to flick you a few times?”

“I say one thing, and you come back with a dozen.”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Not a dozen.”

Charles’s eyes darkened, and Zelda quickly pushed him to turn in another direction.

“Wrong.”

“Then where should we go?”

Charles reminded himself not to be provoked by his little wife. She was new here, and the Winston mansion was exceptionally large. It was normal for her not to recognize the way.

He pointed in a direction, and Zelda quickly pushed him in that direction.

After Charles’s constant guidance, Zelda finally pushed the unpredictable man who liked to flick her forehead out of the Winston mansion’s gate.

“Go to the large lawn over there and watch the sunset.”

A hundred meters away was a large lawn surrounded by many green trees. From afar, it looked lush and green.

Charles gave an order, and Zelda didn’t dare to disobey.

As they walked towards the lawn, a familiar car sound came from a distance.

Zelda pushed Charles to the lawn and saw a car she knew too well approaching in the sunset.

The person in the car probably also saw the couple. The car quickly found a place to park.

It was Burton.

After Burton parked the car, he immediately got out and walked briskly towards the couple.

Charles turned his head to look at Zelda, unexpectedly finding her gripping his wheelchair tightly. The look in her eyes when she saw Burton was filled with hatred. If she didn’t make an effort to restrain herself, Charles dared to say she would push the wheelchair towards Burton and collide.

Didn’t she fall head over heels for Burton?

She even rejected his proposal for Burton.

Hearing that, she even went on a hunger strike at home for Burton.

Now, why did she seem to hate Burton so much?

What happened between them?

Charles’s mind roiled with questions in just a short minute.

“Charles, Zelda.”

Burton smiled and approached.

Zelda suppressed her hatred, lowered her head, and met Charles’s dark eyes. She blinked, how long had he been staring at her like that?

Charles, as if nothing happened, turned his head away and kept his face tight, not responding to Burton’s greetings.

“Charles.”

“Burton, you come without an invitation. Is there something?”

Charles asked without looking at Burton. His arrogant gaze made Burton uncomfortable, but he dared not show any displeasure.

“Charles.”

“I heard that Zelda was taken away by Charles. Worried that Zelda’s straightforwardness might upset Charles, I hurried over to bring her back. Charles, if Zelda has offended you in any way, I hope you can overlook it for my sake and not hold it against her.”

Charles finally looked at him.

His thin lips curled into a sarcastic smile, “Overlook it for your sake?”

Burton: …