Chapter 65

Daniel walked through the moonlit path and turned into Waterside Residence. The view before him looked almost like a hidden forest retreat—soft streams of water, and a small house glowing with warm amber light. On the second floor, the blackout curtains hadn't been drawn again. Sheer white drapes filtered the light, casting a pale glow that stood out from the rest of the warm hues. It made the house stand out even more. Daniel's lips curled slightly. Charlotte must have fallen asleep with her reading lamp turned on again. Stepping inside, he went straight upstairs and stopped at the bedroom door. Just as he expected, she was curled up on the bed in soft cotton pajamas, one hand resting on an open book. The blanket had been kicked to the foot of the bed, pinned down by her legs. Her fair feet were exposed to the air, bare without socks. Beatrice had mentioned that pregnant women tended to have slightly higher body temperatures, so even in winter, she probably didn't feel too cold