Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 1736

Emily's phone beeped with an incoming message; she glanced at the screen to find it was a message from Gavin, saying "Emily, I have something to attend to and need to leave. Can you take care of Mr. James for now?"

Emily clenched her teeth in frustration. "Are you doing this on purpose?" she texted back.

Gavin was quick to defend himself. "I swear, I’m not. I'll be back soon. Please, just help me out for now."

Taking a deep breath, Emily put her phone down and picked up the glass of water, heading back to the bedroom.

When she entered the bedroom, she saw that Charlie had fallen asleep. She put the glass on the bedside table, intending to cover him with the blanket before leaving.

"It's hot," Charlie muttered, pushing the blanket away.

Thinking that he might be awake, she asked, "Want some more water?"

Charlie slowly opened his eyes and stared at her intently. "Emily?"

"Yes," she replied, nodding slightly.

Suddenly, Charlie grabbed her wrist, pulling her down onto the bed. He then leaned over her, his eyes fixed on her.

Startled, Emily tried to break free.

Charlie kept a tight grip on her wrist, and his voice was hoarse as he asked. "Why are you here?"

"You're drunk!" Emily tried to wriggle out of his grasp. "Charlie, stop messing around!"

Emily sobbed, "Charlie, I hate myself, too. I'm not brave enough, not good enough. And I can't escape the constraints of my family. I don't deserve you. I've tried so hard, just to be a little closer to you."

There was a deep sadness in Charlie's eyes as he pressed his forehead against hers, whispering her name. "Emily, Emily."

The curtain was drawn open, and the moonlight poured into the room, bathing Emily's tear-streaked face in a gentle glow. Her eyes were clear but filled with sorrow.

Charlie fell asleep next to her after a while. Emily moved him to the side, gazing at his handsome, gentle face with a heavy heart.

No matter what her future held, having a man love her like this made her content.

Emily sat with him for a while, wiping the tears away from her face, and covered Charlie with the blanket. Leaning over, she touched her forehead to his cheek and whispered.