Chapter 4 Marry Me

"Who are you? Is this your... home? Why did you... save me?"

Charlotte sat up in a panic, her head filled with questions. She had found herself in a stranger’s bed, and she was no longer wearing the clothes she had been wearing before. She was in a baggy white man's shirt.

The man looked away calmly and said, "Miss Simmons, please be careful."

"..."

Charlotte suddenly realized what was going on and quickly wrapped her arms around her body in a panic.

The man had already turned his back to her, but even so, his strong aura still terrified her.

At that moment, a ray of golden light shone on Charlotte's legs.

It was reflected off a business card made of pure gold, and there was a name and various titles engraved in the glossy red metal. The name engraved on the card was "Zachary"!

Wait a minute!

This was the CEO of the Hathaway Group, Zachary Connor!

Wasn’t he the infamous Devil in Disguise?

There were rumors that Mr. Connor was ruthless and cold-hearted. Three years ago, he had made his brother commit suicide in order to gain control of the Hathaway Group.

Later, he had used his outstanding capability to make the Hathaway Group, which had been on the verge of bankruptcy, rise and become the most influential business empire in Rothesay within a year.

In order to stay in power, he had betrayed 16 other stakeholders and sent them to jail. His biological father had been one of those 16 stakeholders.

Zachary only cared about his own principles, not about relationships. His enemies feared him, and people called him the Devil behind his back.

At the same time, he was filthy rich and extremely outstanding. He was popular among women and he was undoubtedly the most eligible bachelor in Rothesay.

"I’m 23 years old and six feet tall. I’ve reached the legal age for marriage. Do you want to marry me?" His deep voice sounded like a cello. It was both sophisticated and cold.

Charlotte thought she was hearing things, so she asked, "What did you just say?"

The man turned around and looked deep into her eyes. "Marry me."

"Hah…” Charlotte laughed. "Mr. Connor, please don't mess with me."

Were the rumors about him true? Or was Mr. Connor actually a funny guy?

However, all Charlotte could think about was her father and Bryson. She was not in the mood to joke around.

"Am I not good enough for you?"

When Charlotte saw how serious Zachary looked, she realized that he was not joking at all.

She quickly organized her thoughts, but her heart was filled with mixed emotions. She pretended to be calm and collected as she said, "What are you talking about, Mr. Connor? Even a blind person could tell that I don’t deserve someone like you."

At that moment, a faint smile appeared at the corners of Zachary's mouth.

This woman knew her place...

"I don't mind being with a woman who’s not as good as I am."

This...

Was Mr. Connor a narcissistic man?

"No, thanks!"

Charlotte immediately got out of bed. Zachary's aura was still strong and icy. His cold eyes were like a bottomless abyss, and it took everything in her to look him in the eye.

"Mr. Connor, I’m grateful that you saved me and think highly of me, but you’re simply too outstanding. I don’t think I could ever be worthy of you."

She then looked away and ran out of the room.

Charlotte was five foot five and had a well-proportioned figure. Although she had just given birth, her figure was still beautiful. Her face was pale but still gorgeous, and her skin was fair and tender.

This was why she was known as the most wanted socialite in Rothesay.

In the past, many men from the upper classes had wanted Charlotte to be their future daughter-in-law. Many wealthy men had wanted to be with her, but she had been crazy in love with Bryson. Thus, she had rejected all the other men.

Things were different now.

Every single person in Rothesay knew that she had married Bryson ten months ago. Even though Bryson had cut her off, people would still think of her as a married woman. Besides, she had just given birth to a child...

Bryson!

As Charlotte thought about Bryson, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

While she was lost in her thoughts, her right foot tripped. She almost fell, but she managed to hold onto a door just in time.

"This is the only chance I’ll be giving you. If you regret your decision, call me." The man held out a golden business card with two fingers and handed it to Charlotte.

Charlotte did not take it from him. She did not even look at the business card. Her eyebrows rose as she replied, "I’m not going to consider it, but thank you."

Charlotte then turned her back to Zachary, so she did not see how scary his expression was.

She took a deep breath before stepping out of the room.

She would not regret it.

The only person she had ever loved was Bryson. Before she could truly get over Bryson, she would not look at another man.

"Charlotte, remember this. Next time, even if you get on your knees to beg me, I won’t even bat an eye."

His voice was cold as death. It was calm yet also distant.

Charlotte did not look back at him as she said proudly, "Goodbye!"

As her footsteps faded away, Zachary stood at the door of the bedroom. Charlotte's figure had disappeared around the corner of the spiral staircase, but her scent was still lingering in the air.

It was a natural scent not many women had. It was as light as chamomile but as captivating as a poppy.

Zachary had only smelled this scent once ten months ago. It was the only time he had ever lost control over a woman. That night, he had not even seen the woman's face...

That was the greatest shame of his life.

Every time he got close to Charlotte, he would smell that distinctive feminine scent again, and it would feel as if he had gone back to that very night...

Zachary was confused!

Sigh…

Charlotte Simmons!

"Master, why did Charlotte Simmons leave? What happened between the two of you while I was away? Didn't you pick her up because you wanted her to be your wife? Are you going to just let her go..."

Lucas immediately shut his mouth when he noticed that Zachary had a straight face. He stroked his golden curly hair, which was shaped like a bird's nest.

"Burn everything in this bedroom and replace it with new stuff," Zachary said coldly as he glanced at the traces that Charlotte had left in the room.

"I want the floor she walked on and every inch of the stairs that she touched destroyed and redone."

Lucas instantly realized that the Second Master and Charlotte had had a fight!

Over the years, countless female celebrities and socialites had thrown themselves at him, but Charlotte was the first woman to reject Mr. Connor.

Mr. Connor was a determined man who never looked back. No matter what happened, he would only give people one chance. Even though his initial intention had been to marry Charlotte Simmons, he would still let her go since Charlotte had rejected him.

Charlotte had missed her opportunity, and he would not care at all even if she changed her mind and cried over it.

However, this might not be a bad thing after all.

After all, Charlotte was an unusual person. If Zachary Connor actually married her, the house would probably feel like a warzone every day...