His Coy Lover

Both Elle and Zelda stopped in their tracks.

“Charles.”

Zelda turned back to face Charles with a smile. “What can I do for you, Charles?”

“Where are you taking Nina?”

Nina also turned back and explained for Zelda, “Big brother, it was my idea to take Zelda out to see what’s going on, not hers.”

“Honestly, stay in the house!”

Charles ordered coldly.

The two sisters-in-law exchanged a glance and didn’t dare to mention going out to see what was happening again.

However, Charles still sent Tuesday out to gather information.

The remaining people in the house were the real big shots of River Town. They might want to know what was happening outside, but they wouldn’t personally go out to see. They’d find out soon enough.

Vinson twirled his glass, watching the light play in the liquid.

He smirked, but nobody knew what he found amusing.

Soon, Tuesday returned.

He approached Charles and whispered a few words into his ear. Zelda kept a close eye on Charles’s expression and was disappointed to see that he remained impassive. This man was too inscrutable for her; despite living two lifetimes, she still couldn’t read Charles’s mind.

“Tuesday, what’s happening outside?” Nina asked curiously when she saw Charles had no intention of speaking.

Tuesday looked at Charles and, seeing no objection from him, replied quietly, “Miss, it’s the Lowell young master. He did something to Miss Melville in the backyard.”

Zelda froze. Burton had assaulted the Melville heiress in the Granger family’s backyard?

Was Burton even there?

She hadn’t seen him. She thought he might need some time to recover after Vinson had dislocated his arm.

Nina exclaimed, “Was Miss Melville assaulted?”

“Miss Melville screamed for help, and someone heard her and came to her rescue just in time. But Miss Melville’s evening gown was torn to shreds, and it scared her. When her mother found out, she nearly tore into the Lowell young master.”This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Zelda looked at Charles, and Charles looked back at her.

They locked eyes, and Zelda understood. However, she didn’t voice her thoughts; it wasn’t the right time.

Even Nina understood that there might be some conspiracy at play and that it wasn’t appropriate to discuss it here.

Anyway, Yemmy’s birthday party had been ruined by this incident.

Elle loved Burton deeply. If Yemmy wanted to punish Burton, what should Elle do?

Zelda thought about what would happen next and felt relieved. She didn’t accompany Elle back home. Before leaving, she had informed her mother that her leave from the Winston would end after the party.

“Charles.”

Zelda approached Charles, who was resting his eyes.

“Speak.”

“Charles, was that your doing with Burton?”

Burton wasn’t a fool. How could he have assaulted the Melville heiress in the Granger family’s backyard?

He must have been set up.

Who else could have orchestrated something like this in such circumstances besides Charles? Zelda couldn’t think of anyone else.

Charles had left for a moment, hadn’t he?

“What’s wrong, feeling sorry for him?” Charles retorted.

He opened his eyes and turned his head, looking at Zelda coldly.

There was a dangerous glint in his eyes. If Zelda dared to show any sympathy, he would strangle her.

“Well done, very clever!” Zelda praised him.

She was eager for Burton to meet his end. Would she feel sorry for him?

Sorry, but she wouldn’t feel sorry for Burton in this lifetime.

Charles snorted. “Truly heartless.”

“I’m not heartless, I just don’t want to suffer twice in the same place.”

Charles frowned.

ntence.

But he didn’t pursue it further.

She had a secret, but she refused to share it with him.

Charles felt a bit annoyed.

He hoped she would be more open with him…

“Is Yemmy causing you trouble?”

Charles changed the subject.

“She’s good friends with Elle, so it’s normal for her to dislike me.”

Zelda said calmly, “Don’t worry, I haven’t been bullied by her.”

Charles’s eyes turned cold. “You saved her.”

Zelda “…”

She looked at Charles in a daze.

After a while, she threw herself into Charles’s arms. Despite his attempts to push her away several times, he couldn’t shake her off, so he had to let her cling to him shamelessly.

“Charles, thank you!”

Zelda thanked him softly in his arms. “You’ve been so good to me.”

In both lifetimes, he had been so good to her. In the previous lifetime, she had been blind and couldn’t see what kind of man Charles was.

“Whoever treats you well, I just don’t like seeing people in my house being bullied by others. Even dogs need to look at their owners.”

Charles retorted, denying his kindness to Zelda.

Zelda looked up at him, and he averted his gaze, his tone still cold. “You’re not heartless, you’re just sentimental, delusional.”

“Honey.”

Zelda called softly.

Charles’s face tightened. “I told you not to call me honey.”

“I will call you husband. You are my husband. We have a marriage certificate.”

“Where’s the marriage certificate?”

Zelda “… It’s gone. No, I suspect it’s with you.”