Capítulo 103: Chapter 102: Following Her to Sterlington City
"May I know your name first?" Zarah asked the man. He was in his mid-twenties. He had a freshly shaven face. His blonde hair was combed neatly from right to left.
He looked decent and manly. He looked a little familiar, though. However, Zarah could not pinpoint where she had possibly met this man.
Unless he had been to Country H or Oakridge City, there was a chance they had met before.
"The name is Zane Mitchell, Mrs. Lockhart," he answered plainly.
Zarah was not aware of how nervous Zane was in front of her.
His boss had made sure to bring her safely into this room. Also, he had to protect her at all costs.
"Mrs. Lockhart, please follow me," Zane instructed her.
Zarah followed Zane to the elevator. However, her guard was up. She didn't fully trust him. However, she trusted Hope's words.
"How do you know I'm Mrs. Lockhart that you're looking for?"
After all, there might be a lot of Mrs. Lockhart in Sterlington, right? He could be mistaken.
"I would never be mistaken. The Master had told me your description. He also told me who you're with."
"Do I know who your boss is?" Zarah asked.
"You'll find out once you meet him."
'Who is his master? I'm sure it's not Xavier,' Zarah thought.
Zarah was sure that Xavier was still at Oakridge City. Although she had blocked him, Rupert had constantly updated his whereabouts out of habit.
Aside from him, only his cousins and Joseph Lockhart knew who she was.
"Is it Dylan?" she asked Zane. Much to her dismay, Zane didn't answer her question.
'So, she met Second Young Master.' Zane thought to himself.
Zane brought her to the fiftieth floor of the hotel.
"This way, please, Mrs. Lockhart," the man said politely. Zarah thought it would be impolite should she respond to it with silence.
Hence, Zarah responded in Country A's language. "You're welcome."
This ability caught the man by surprise.
The surprise was evident on his face.
"I had foreign language subjects at school," Zarah calmly explained.
The man didn't ask much and continued walking.
They stopped in front of the gray door. Then Zarah watched as he pressed the buzzer. The man also spoke at the intercom by the door.
"The Missus is here, Master!"
Like on cue, the door opened. Zane gestured for Zarah to get inside.
"Please get inside, Mrs. Lockhart."
"What about you? Aren't you coming?" Zarah asked in surprise.
"No. I'm sure Master would not like it."
Zarah found Zane's explanation odd.
She started criticizing Zane's boss inside her heart.
Zarah was curious to know about this Master's identity.
With her guard up, Zarah entered the door.
As soon as she entered the room, the colors grey, black, and white greeted her eyes in the living room. The furniture in the room had a touch of gold in it.
She could tell this was a bachelor's pad.
The interior design was a little familiar, though.
Zarah's intuition was telling her that her initial thought was wrong. Perhaps he was indeed here.
Zarah looked around the living room and saw pictures displayed on top of the cabinets.
Zarah felt that the scene was odd. No hotel suites would allow their guests to bring personal belongings and then display them in the room.
The only explanation Zarah could find was this person owned this place.
As she gave it a thought, this could be the case. The interior was different from the executive suite on the twentieth floor.
Unless each suite used different color themes and those were random photos, her theory was impossible.
She slowly approached them to take a look.
Most of the photos were black and white. It was a photo of a beautiful woman.
This woman looked a little familiar to her.
The photo next to it was the same woman with a little girl. She recognized the next frame. It was a photo of the young Xavier and his mother.
Xavier had kept a copy inside his wallet.
Also, Xavier used one of the rooms back in the villa and the mansion to store Abigail's belongings.
She could tell her mother-in-law was an excellent woman. It was such a shame that Abigail had to die young.
Nevertheless, the culprit would face retribution soon. Zarah was sure that Carla Kent would not only be punished by law but also by Xavier's law.
These photos proved that Xavier must have owned this suite.
"How's the flight?" a familiar voice sounded behind her.
Zarah's body stiffened.
Of course, she was not ready to face him yet.
Xavier saw his wife's reaction, and he felt displeased.
He was in a terrible mood because she was trying to avoid him. However, he would not let her get away this time.
He would not let this seminar get in the way.
They had to talk! They needed to talk.
"Why are you here?" Zarah asked with his back facing him.
"Why should I not be here? I own this hotel." Xavier asked as he slowly walked toward her wife.
Zarah found no words to refute this.
"Have you come to terms with what you did? Stop running away from me." Xavier
"What did I do? I didn't ask you to barge into the room without my permission. You invaded my privacy." Zarah said defensively.
Zarah thought he would lash, scold or yell at her just like the last time.
However, she was wrong.
Xavier pulled her into his arms and hugged her from behind.
He rested his chin on top of her head and said. "I'm sorry. I know I was wrong."
Zarah's eyes widened in shock when he said this.
Zarah finally turned around to see his face. When she did, she regretted her decision.
Zarah saw Xavier in his custom-made suit. He looked as handsome as ever. However, there were a few changes visible in his visual.
Dark circles surrounded his eyes. He looked like a panda. Although he maintained a freshly-shaved face, the lack of sleep made his appearance a couple of years older.
Zarah felt guilty.
"I'm sorry, too."
Xavier pulled Zarah into a tight hug, which Zarah had missed so much.
"Don't do it again. Don't ignore me again." Xavier said in an almost pleading tone.
"Okay. However, can we not talk about it, please? I'm so embarrassed to even think about what I did."
Xavier had understood Zarah's personality. She was a proud person. Therefore, being caught red-handed by him had probably caused a big blow to her ego.
"Okay. However, promise me one thing."
Xavier broke off the hug to look at his wife.
"What is it?" Zarah asked.
"Don't do anything like that unless I allow you to. I want to join you, too."
Zarah was rendered speechless. However, Xavier continued.
"I was about to finish what you've started, but I was interrupted. It's my fault I have left you hanging, which resulted in your terrible mood."
Zarah was still silent. She could not believe that Xavier had done the opposite of what she asked him not to do.
"I also entered the room and invaded your privacy. And saw you--"
"That's enough!" Zarah cut him off and covered his mouth with her hands.
Zarah looked down to hide the embarrassment on her face.
The tip of her ears turned pink.
"I'm sorry. I promise I will fulfill your heart's desire, mon amour." Xavier added.
"Did you come here just to tell me that?" Zarah tried to divert the topic.
"No."
Zarah heaved a sigh of relief. However, what Xavier said next made her speechless again.
"I came here to sleep with my wife."
"Mr. Lockhart, let me remind you that you're still injured."
"I'm aware of that. However, I can't sleep unless we settle this misunderstanding. Don't worry. We will only sleep and cuddle."
"That's all?"
"That's all," Xavier said softly.
Zarah frowned as she could feel something was not right.
"Are you okay? You should have stayed home and not followed me here." Zarah said while making him sit on the couch.
"I'm fine. I miss you so much. Don't you know your hugs and kisses are my power chargers? I can't last a day without hugging or kissing you."
Zarah's lips twitched when she heard her husband.
This man sure knew how to flirt. However, she could also feel the sincerity in his words.
For some reason, Xavier's injury didn't heal faster than anticipated.
Due to his stubbornness, the incision had reopened a few times. Vince and Dr. Miller had paid close attention to him.
Well, it had not been a week since the accident. It was understandable that the wound was still fresh.
He should be resting in bed. However, he was at the company for a meeting.
Instead of going back home to rest, he was here.
Or was he? Xavier couldn't be in multiple locations in a short period.
Rupert and Chris were left behind to run the company without him.
Perhaps those two were feeding her misinformation.
Meanwhile, he brought Vince and Dr. Miller with him.
As for Nancy, well, she was still locked up and was waiting for Zarah's decision.
"Why do I feel like you've been here ahead of me?"
Xavier knew that he could not hide this from her.
"That's right. I left ahead of you."
"May I know why?"
"I'm afraid grandfather would seek you out."
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