Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 1361

Charlotte was devastated when she heard Robbie crying over the phone. Guilt ate her up as the child sobbed. This wouldn’t have happened if Zachary had not pushed me away. The children wouldn’t be as heartbroken if I were the one hurt.

“Mommy… Please, say something…”

Robbie was still pleading for an answer.

“Don’t cry, Robbie. It’s just a minor injury. It’s nothing serious. I will stay with Daddy at the hospital, so everything will be okay. I promise we will go home tomorrow morning, okay?” Charlotte coaxed gently.

“But, Mommy…”

“Trust me, Robbie.” Charlotte hardened her voice. “Don’t let Jamie or Ellie know.”

“Okay, Mommy…”

Robbie was a considerate child. Despite being deeply troubled by Zachary’s condition, he knew he had to collect himself and behave maturely. Now that his parents were not around, he had to be responsible for his siblings as the eldest brother.

“I’ll hang up first, alright? Get some rest, Robbie. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Charlotte ended the call after bidding goodbye.

She reminded him of his role as the eldest child because she knew Robbie was a responsible person. He would get himself together thinking of his siblings.

Although she knew that was not the best thing to do, she had no other option. Given a choice, she would readily sacrifice herself for Zachary. Never once did she ever want Zachary to get hurt because of her.

The guilt was unbearable for her.

Back at home, Jamie was astonished when he found his brother crying silently in the corner. “What happened, Robbie? Is everything okay?”

“It’s nothing.” Robbie hurried to dry his tears, but he still felt disturbed. “Go and look after the girls. Make sure they don’t see me crying.”

“But you’ll have to at least tell me what’s going on, Robbie!” Jamie was like a cat on hot bricks looking at his brother. “Did Daddy and Mommy fight? Or is Daddy getting married to another woman?”

Robbie looked up at Jamie with tears in his eyes. How he wished things were as simple as Jamie thought. He would be spared of all the worry and grief if he could be less mature and just act like a child like Jamie.

“Robbie…”

“It’s not that,” he said, wiping his tears, “Jamie, you need to start growing up and behaving, okay?”