Chapter 31 Stop Dreaming

“Stop dreaming,” Zachary replied, his voice emotionless as he looked icily at the woman in front of him.

“I would have done the same for any woman that became my wife. You’re not special at all.”

Charlotte’s lips curled into a self-deprecating smile as she said, “Save your breath. I know my own place.”

She wasn’t special?

The higher the status of a person, the more they cared about their reputation. She had publicly defeated Zachary twice and won two bets. In other words, she had left him with an egg on his face twice in public. Therefore, it was considered a blessing from God that Zachary was not holding a grudge against her, and she was not foolish enough to think that she deserved a special place in his heart.

Zachary did not answer but scanned her up and down with a clearly disdainful gaze. Then, he turned around and left the bathroom.

He slammed the door shut. His black, jewel-like eyes were dark as he listened to the rippling sound of water that wafted from the bathroom.