Chapter 86. I Can’t Do It Anymore

CHARLOTTE

I blinked.

That tone—I recognized that tone. The one that says, I’m disgusted by you.

“Who are you, and what are you doing in this house? How did you even bypass the security?”

Her eyes scanned me like I was a thief who had just broken into her home.

Why is she rude to me? She doesn’t even know me.

“I’m… Charlotte,” I replied quietly.

She looked me up and down—from my messy bun to my oversized shirt that barely reached mid-thigh.

My cheeks burned instantly.

“I don’t care about your name,” she said sharply. “What the hell are you doing in here? And why are you wearing that shirt?”

She made an irritated face.

I glanced down at Leo’s shirt on my body, then back up at her.

I recognized that look.

She was definitely jealous.

Just like I feared—this princess of a housekeeper had a thing for Leo.

Well, bad luck, bitch. He’s mine.

“Because I’m Leo’s girlfriend,” I said boldly. “He’s in