The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1804

“If you were the one trapped inside, would you really be okay with me locked out here?”

“But…” Charlotte frowned, ready to argue, but Anthony suddenly pulled off both their masks.

His lips were already pressing softly to hers, their breaths mingling in that enclosed space.

“Anthony…”

Charlotte’s eyes went wide, and her hands automatically tried to shove him away. But Anthony only tightened his hold, refusing to let her go. He hugged her closer, so close she could feel his heartbeat hammering against her own.

Caught off guard, Charlotte’s worry flashed in her eyes. Just for a second, she leaned in and bit his lip. Not hard enough to really hurt him, but as a warning.

He hissed and pulled back, then cupped her face in both hands. A smirk played at the corners of his mouth.

“You don’t need to keep me at a distance anymore, do you?”

“Are you out of your mind?”

Charlotte’s lips were bright red, but her expression stayed cool, even if her eyes shimmered with tears that threatened to fall.

She was scared. Really scared.

She never looked like this, not even the day she got that shot. But now, staring at Anthony, her fear was plain as day. For her, Anthony’s life meant more than her own.

“I lost my mind a long time ago.”

Anthony bent down and kissed her cheek, then gently pulled her into the room with him.

When Dr. David arrived at the door, he caught them kissing and just stood there, frozen, not sure what to do or say.

And if it turned out she really was sick, Anthony had made up his mind—they’d go through it together. Even if that meant dying, they’d face it as a family. Nothing else mattered, as long as the four of them stayed together.

“Tell our babies their mom is the best woman in the world.”

His hand drifted over Charlotte’s belly, and he smiled. “They’re going to grow up so proud of you.”

Charlotte looked up at him, something unspoken shining in her eyes. After a second, she just wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face against him. Her voice came out small and muffled against his chest. “Don’t leave me.”

These past couple of days had felt endless. She wasn’t afraid of dying. What scared her more was what would happen to the babies if she was gone—or leaving Anthony behind to mourn her. He was so good, so devoted, and with all that money...

“Hey, I’m right here.” Anthony tightened his hold, rubbing soothing circles on her back. His gentleness was almost too much. “No matter what, we’ll get through this together.”

Lottie almost never let anyone see this side of her, not even Anthony. But being a mom had changed her, made her more vulnerable, more real.