Chapter 145
“Bend down,” Charlotte pouted, her lips pursed. “I can’t reach.”
Obediently, Sean leaned down, bringing his lips close to hers, practically offering them to her.
The usually composed, almost untouchable Sean who was always so confident and proud, had never bowed his head to anyone.
But for Charlotte, he did so willingly.
Charlotte wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in, giving him a light kiss.
With people walking by, she felt too shy to make it more than a quick, gentle peck. She was about to pull away when Sean’s hand gently cupped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
Her eyes widened in surprise, and she struggled slightly before he finally let her go.
Her cheeks burned bright red. Charlotte cleared her throat with an awkward little cough.
“Ahem… There are people around. Save it for later.”
Sean smiled, his eyes warm, his mood clearly lifted.
“Sure.”
Charlotte tumed her head, still blushing, but her smile suddenly froze and disappeared.
A cold wind swept through, and soft snowflakes began to fall once more.
Standing by the inn’s entrance, partially veiled by the swirling snow, was Zac.
Sean noticed too. The warmth in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a sharp, chilling coldness.
Taking Charlotte’s hand, he led her straight toward Zac.
Zac stood motionless by the inn’s doorway, watching them approach, hand in hand. Snowflakes drifted down, landing on his tan overcoat, melting instantly. For a moment, the scene felt frozen in time, like a winter afternoon captured in a single, still photograph.
Memories flooded Zac’s mind. He remembered Charlotte’s bright smile, her cheerful voice, the way she used to cling to his arm, begging him to take her to this very town. She had always dreamed of seeing the snow–capped mountains and staying at the charming, old–fashioned inn.
But what had he said back then?
He couldn’t quite remember.
Ai! he knew was that he had brushed her off, making up some excuse. Her smile had faded, replaced by quiet disappointment.
He had known she was upset, but he hadn’t bothered to comfort her or change his mind. To him, it had seemed like nothing more than a passing whim–something that didn’t really matter.
Back then, she was just someone he was casually seeing. Nothing more.
But now, here he was, and she wasn’t by his side.
Zac’s jaw clenched, a dull ache spreading in his chest, a suffocating weight pressing down on him.
Sean and Charlotte stopped right in front of him.
A faint, mocking smile tugged at the corner of Sean’s lips.
“Well, isn’t this a coincidence? No matter where we go, we seem to run into you.”
Zac’s lips tightened, his jaw tense. He didn’t even spare Sean a glance, his gaze locked on Charlotte. His eyes were filled with a desperate, pleading light.
“Lottie. I’m here. I came like you wanted.”
Charlotte’s expression remained cold.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. We never made any plans.”
A flicker of pain crossed Zac’s face.
“Two years ago, you told me you wanted to come here. I didn’t have time then, but I’m here now.”
“Late affection is cheaper than dirt,” Charlotte replied, her tone calm but cutting
“And those who fake it are even cheaper.”
“Lottie…” Regret and anguish twisted in Zac’s eyes.
Chapter 145
“Please, just give me another chance. I can make it right.”
Sean chuckled, the sound cold and laced with
“Another chance? Do you even deserve one?”
Charlotte’s expression grew even colder.
“Zac, the more you cling to me, the more I find you pathetic.”
Zac’s voice wavered, his pride shattered, his tone pleading.
“Then tell me… what would it take for you to look back at me?”
Charlotte’s gaze met his, her voice steady and clear.
“Never. Not in this lifetime.”
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