CHARLES’S POV:

Charles and Grace sat in the room for hours. Grace asked the guard what they were waiting for several times, but he didn’t reply or even recognize her question. She sighed and gave up.

At last, the door opened, and Chloe entered, holding a rolled piece of paper in her hand and sporting a triumphant smile.

“Hello, my love,” she said and kissed him wetly on the cheek. He jerked his head away. “Oh, is hubby peeved about ...