Zoe Yale was startled and was about to call out for someone when her petite body fell into a familiar embrace.
The other person's movements were as swift as a phantom, giving her no time to react, pressing her onto the bed, sealing her lips with his.
"Mmm!"
Charles White's kiss was as unexpected and ghostly as his presence, catching Zoe entirely off guard.
Just as she was about to push him away, she sensed a coldness from his body, along with a trace of insecurity.
What happened to him?
Zoe felt the melancholy emanating from him and softened her attitude immediately, letting him hold her and kiss her...
She reached out gently to wrap her arms around his strong waist.
Did something happen?
He hadn't contacted her all day and suddenly appeared like this, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.
She had never seen him with such a desolate aura...
"Charles, what's wrong with you?" Zoe uneasily shifted her body. The way he stared at her was as if he wanted to devour her.
