His Coy Lover

Huh?

Zelda looked around nervously, not daring to say anything. She was afraid that if she spoke, her husband might make her drink another bottle of chili oil.

“Zelda.”

Charles called her name in a low voice.

“Look elsewhere, and bear the consequences yourself.”

His icy words made Zelda feel anxious. She stole a glance at him. His handsome face was gloomy, his eyes cold and sharp, his thin lips tightly pursed, and his right hand continued to tap the table incessantly. This demeanor gave her a tremendous sense of oppression.

Thinking back to when she had just been reborn, she dared to tear his clothes, bite him, and declare that she would take responsibility for him. She was indeed courageous.

“Charles, I was just thinking of a joke that made me laugh.”

Zelda lied.

Charles looked at her coldly, and Zelda felt uneasy again. She always felt like his gaze could penetrate one’s soul.

She forced a smile and concocted a lie, “I really thought of a joke.”

“Is Elle bullying you?”

Zelda hesitated for a moment. His change of topic was too abrupt, and she couldn’t grasp what he really wanted to say.

“Not on the surface.”

Elle was very good at acting. She was already outstanding, but after knowing that Zelda was not The Roscente’s biological daughter, she became even more excellent, more considerate, and filial to her parents. She even frequently took Zelda to various banquets. However, at these events, Elle navigated effortlessly, while Zelda felt out of place.

“Elle is the successor cultivated by your parents. Your return is the biggest threat to her.”

Charles’s words hit the nail on the head.

Zelda paused before saying, “Actually, I don’t want to compete with her. I just want the people I love to live well.”

In her previous life, she was useless. She didn’t join The Roscente Group, and even if her parents left the company and assets to her, she couldn’t maintain it. Her parents said both daughters were the same. She thought they split the inheritance evenly, not knowing that her parents ultimately chose to leave everything to her. This decision brought Elle’s resentment, leading to her parents’ tragic end.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“You may not want to compete, but she sees you as a competitor. So, whether you want to or not, you have to compete.”

Zelda looked at Charles as they locked eyes. She didn’t know why he brought up this topic. In her previous life, she indeed didn’t want to compete, but in this life, she would definitely fight to protect her parents’ legacy, including their lives. She wouldn’t let Elle become the victor, as she did in her previous life.

Charles pursed his lips and spoke gently, “What I thought was so amusing just now.”

“I was wondering if Elle was afraid of you. I guessed if she slept with you and you don’t like her…”

Zelda abruptly stopped, afraid to continue. She couldn’t help but curse Charles hundreds of times in her heart. He was such a cunning fox, deliberately changing the topic and, when she lost focus, unexpectedly returning to the previous question. She couldn’t turn around quickly enough, so out of instinct, she blurted out the answer.

Charles listened with a black line on his face.

Seeing her guilty expression, he picked up the chopsticks and tapped her head twice.

Zelda winced at the pain but didn’t dare to complain. She cautiously touched the area where he had tapped and looked at him, wondering if the punishment was over.

“Zelda, do you remember our current relationship?”

Zelda nodded repeatedly.

“Charles, I remember. We’ve obtained the marriage certificate, and we are legally married.” She wanted to find her marriage certificate and searched all her pockets, but she couldn’t find it. Where was her marriage certificate?

Charles, Charles, I lost my marriage certificate.” Zelda said anxiously. “I clearly had it with me, and I didn’t change my clothes after waking up. How did I lose it? Can we get a replacement?”

Charles looked composed and sarcastically remarked, “You can lose your marriage certificate, but why don’t you lose yourself?”