Chapter 2 Marrying a Disabled Man

The man was so furious that he swung a chair towards Zoey. Noticing that things worsened, Charlie could not, in good conscience, refrain from saving the girl.

After Adam Holt, a bodyguard of Charlie took the alcoholic away, and Edward pushed Charlie, who sat in a wheelchair, into the cafe.

When fixing her white uniform, Zoey was embarrassed by finding a button on her chest missed. Hearing someone coming in, she looked over. As she met Charlie's eyes, she was like seeing a ghost.

"Miss Carter, hello." As Zoey's whole body froze, Charlie took the initiative to break the silence.

Zoey came to senses and stammered, "Mr. Kingsley, do you want to drink coffee? Which kind do you want? It's my treat..."

Before coming here, Charlie had investigated the background of Zoey, who was born in a low-income family but very independent. And because Zoey saved his life, Charlie was unwilling to be tough on her, even though he was repulsed by the forced marriage between him and her.

"I'm here for you. When do you get off work?"

"Soon. Wait, I'm calling the store manager to ask for leave." Zoey went behind the counter and made a call to the store manager to get his assent.

Zoey changed out of her work clothes and walked towards Charlie with a red face.

The sight of Charlie made Zoey's heart race, even though he sat in a wheelchair with a bland expression.

She regretted that she did not wear a sponge corset today. At the thought of that there was a spot dyed slightly purple on the hem of her blouse, that there were dark circles under her eyes because she stayed up late for study yesterday, and that she ran into a lousy drunkard, Zoey felt in stark contrast to Charlie who owned an aura of grace.

With a combination of regret, shame, and inferiority in the heart, Zoey followed Charlie to a western restaurant.

Zoey did not restore her senses until Charlie asked her what she wanted to eat.

"I've never been to a place like this before, so I don't know what food it has. But I'm not picky. I'll eat whatever you order."

When Zoey smiled slightly with adorable dimples on her cheek, Charlie frowned. She mistook his expression for a sign of contempt, and her smile was gone.

Charlie ordered a meal for Zoey according to the preference of Caroline Thomas, his ex-girlfriend.

While waiting for the meal, Charlie asked outright, "Why do you want to marry me?"

"I..." Zoey blushed immediately. What could she say? Could she tell him that it was because she had fallen for him since she was a child?

Charlie laughed lightly, asking, "Do you know my ex-fiancée?"

Zoey raised her head and, staring at Charlie and nodding, her hands clenched tightly under the table. Was it because he still loved his ex-fiancée that he was reluctant to marry her?

"We were affectionate towards each other, but when I was crippled, she went abroad without even saying goodbye to me."

"..."

"What was she afraid of? Was she afraid that I would pester her to stay with me? Was she too afraid to talk to me?" Charlie stared at Zoey and asked, "So, Miss Carter, why are you willing to marry me, a disabled man?"

"You won't believe me if I say it's because I love you." Zoey looked at Charlie and said in a firm tone, "But, what I say is true. As for why? I don't want to tell you. When you recall me, you will understand."

"We've met before?" Charlie asked.

"Yes."

Zoey gazed at Charlie and smiled wistfully with her sweet dimples.

"Where?"

Charlie stared at Zoey's beautiful face, trying to search for the event in his memory, but failed. He should not have seen her before. Otherwise, a gorgeous girl like Zoey must have left him some impression.

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