“Sit there and stay away from me.”
Charlotte was pressing her gun against Zachary’s chest as she glared daggers at him.
Frowning, he moved to the single sofa on the other side.
Only then did she keep her gun and drape the blanket over Little Fifi again.
“I heard that you had an overwhelming victory today. That’s impressive!” Zachary tried to curry favor with her.
However, Charlotte ignored him. Sitting on the sofa, she patted Little Fifi gently and coaxed it to sleep.
Zachary reminded softly, “Although Shirley is Zara’s assistant, she’s quite mediocre in fighting. It’s only through sheer luck that you defeated her. If it were someone else, you’d be in danger. So, if you encounter such situations in the future, you have to be more careful.”
“It’s none of your business!” interrupted Charlotte curtly.
“How is it not? You’re my children’s mother.” Zachary inched closer to her shamelessly. “If you get into an accident, what’ll happen to the kids?”
“Speaking of which, I need to talk to you.” Charlotte glanced at the children on the hospital bed and whispered, “From today onward, they will come and stay with me. You’re not allowed to disturb them in the future.”
“No way!” He refused immediately. “The children have already adopted my last name and are registered under my household. Legally, they should stay with me. Furthermore, they are already used to living with the Nacht family…”
“Since they can change their last name from Windt to Nacht, they can also change it to Lindberg!” rebuked Charlotte. “If they can adapt to the Nacht family, they can also adapt to the Lindberg family!”
Zachary frowned. “Charlotte, don’t be reckless just for the sake of it! I am in full control of the Nacht family, but you can’t dictate what the Lindberg family does.”
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