Chapter 698 Some Kind Of Solace

Charlotte couldn’t seem to feel hungry and refused to eat, even when the maid called her for dinner. The sky gradually darkened. She was afraid of the dark, yet she did not turn on the light. She simply sat in her spot like a puppet, and tears streamed down her face over and over again. Her face became wet before it could dry, over and over again. Charlotte finally felt sleepy at 02:00 a.m. She decided to wash her face first. She pushed open the bedroom door and saw that the light in the living room was still on. Zachary stood in front of the couch in his pajamas, staring at a picture. She quickly hid the picture in his hand when he heard the door open and spoke in an even tone. “It’s late. Why aren’t you asleep yet?” “I’m going to bed after washing my face.” Charlotte looked at his left hand, which held the picture… She saw it. That was a photograph of Poopoo. She had also seen the suffocatingly melancholic look in his eyes when he was staring at Poopoo’s picture. It was no