Ti was running out before the dinner party was to begin, and Charlotte Thompson instructed a few words before taking Jack Thompson and Chad Thompson to change clothes.
As she turned around, Charlotte didn’t notice that the remaining children were exchanging glances with each other.
Inside the dressing room, Charlotte was adjusting the hem of her dress when her phone, which was lying aside, buzzed with a new ssage.
Her eyes lit up when she saw the note attached to the ssage.
However, just as Charlotte picked up the phone, a call ca through.
"Hello?" Charlotte answered the call.
And from the other end of the phone ca a voice very familiar to Charlotte.
"Sorry, Charlotte, I’ve been busy with the procedures since returning to the country and didn’t have ti to reply to your ssage."
The person calling Charlotte was none other than Henry Hudson.
Henry Hudson had been studying abroad recently. Charlotte learned from his social dia updates that he was coming back, and so she took the initiative to congratulate him.
"It was also who disturbed you," said Charlotte, her voice tinted with a hint of apology.
"We’ve known each other for so long, why say such things?" Henry seed to be in a car, as Charlotte could hear honking from the handset.
"Don’t worry about the favor you asked; there’s absolutely no problem."
Charlotte’s voice naturally conveyed so joy, "Really, thank you."
"See, you’re still so polite to . I’m also happy to help you out," said Henry, his voice calm and gentle, which was very reassuring to hear.
"Just co directly to the Central Hospital when it’s ti."
Charlotte acknowledged with an "Okay," and without further pleasantries, they exchanged a few more words and then ended the call.
After arranging her dress, Charlotte pushed open the door of the dressing room, only to find Justin Battleson standing outside.
Today, Charlotte was wearing a wine-red long dress, well-tailored to her body, accentuating her graceful curves. Her slightly curled hair cascaded over her shoulders like a blooming rose, exuding an intense beauty, seductive and enchanting.
"When did you get here?"
Charlotte blinked, as she hadn’t heard his arrival just now.
The mont Justin saw Charlotte, a trace of amazent flashed in his eyes, and he reached out to pull her into his arms.
Caught off guard by Justin’s sudden move, Charlotte was startled before she could react, and her exclamation was imdiately swallowed by Justin’s lips.
Justin’s palm snaked around Charlotte’s waist, so slender it seed he could grip it with a single hand.
She wore perfu, his favorite kind, sweet as poison, and Justin’s body and mind uncontrollably yearned to be closer to Charlotte.
Although Charlotte hadn’t expected such an action from Justin, she still tilted her head back to reciprocate.
It was only when Charlotte began to gasp for breath, pressing her palm against Justin’s chest, that he belatedly let her go.
Charlotte’s cheeks flushed, and she rested against Justin’s chest, lightly punching him with her fist in feigned annoyance.
"What are you doing, you startled ."
"Suddenly, I don’t feel like taking you to the dinner party," Justin said, encircling Charlotte with his arms and resting his chin on her shoulder.
"Why?" Charlotte looked at Justin, puzzled.
"I don’t want others to see how beautiful you are," Justin’s voice was muffled.
He adored Charlotte’s stunning appearance, but the thought of others gazing upon her beauty naturally displeased him.
After all, so people can’t control their own eyes.
When it ca to Charlotte, Justin’s possessiveness was always strong.
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