Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 897

Chapter 897

Ethan’s expression stiffened, then he let out a short, incredulous laugh. “Ridiculous.”

Charlotte knew that Clarice had been extremely strict with him since childhood, often locking him in dark rooms as

punishment. If that had left lasting trauma, his dislike of being alone now was understandable.

Whenever Ethan had left Clarice’s place before, he had never liked staying in hotels. He’d rather linger at Charlotte’s doorstep. The only time he stayed in a hotel, he had done everything to make sure she accompanied him. 1

Charlotte exhaled softly.

“Just so you know, I’m a deep sleeper. I can’t be expected to get up at night to take care of anyone.”

A faint curve tugged at Ethan’s lips.

“That’s fine. I’m not setting up a guest room. You and I will share a room.”!

“Ethan!” Charlotte jumped back in shock. “Don’t be ridiculous!”

“Ridiculous?” Ethan’s eyes flicked with mischief. “We’re just sleeping in the same room, not the same bed. There’s a sofa in my room-it’s more than enough for you.”

Charlotte frowned. “I can sleep on the living room sofa. You can call me if you need anything.”

“The living room is too far from the bedroom,” Ethan said leisurely. “Besides, didn’t someone just mention she sleeps deeply and can’t get up at night?”

He paused, as if a thought had struck him, raising a brow.

“Oh, there’s another option. You could sleep on the floor right outside my bedroom door.”

Charlotte couldn’t help but laugh again, finally nodding. “Fine, sofa it is. As long as you’re comfortable and recovering, that’s all

that matters.”

Clever devil. Always one step ahead.

No matter. She’d survive this phase, endure the night, and then it would be over-they’d be completely done with each other.

But moving to the sofa didn’t make Charlotte sleepy at all. Meanwhile, Ethan, medicated, slept like a log. A man like him-did he really need her to get up for him at night?

It wasn’t until three in the morning that Charlotte finally felt herself drifting toward sleep.

Suddenly, a low, heavy groan jolted her awake.

“Ethan?”

She snapped fully alert, propping herself up to look at him.

He didn’t respond. Concerned, Charlotte got up and went to check.

Ethan’s body was curled into a tight ball, fists clenched as though caught in a nightmare.

Charlotte didn’t dare wake him abruptly. She crouched down, moving close to his side.

Sweat soaked his pajamas, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Suddenly, his breathing grew rapid and uneven. His arms flailed instinctively, and Charlotte grabbed his hand–but in an instant, he pulled her into his embrace with surprising force. He clutched her tightly.

“Ethan, you’re dreaming…” Charlotte tried to push him away.

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But he didn’t wake. His brow furrowed deeply, and his murmured words came in broken whispers.

“Don’t… don’t lock me up… I was wrong…

“I’ll never… again…

“Never be wrong again…”

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