Looking at Charlotte Thompson’s peacefully sleeping face, Justin Battleson used his fingertips to lift a strand of hair beside her cheek.
At this mont, in her sleep, Charlotte only felt a slight itch on her cheek. She wrinkled her nose slightly, as if wanting to brush away the source of the tickling sensation.
Justin, seeing this, found it quite amusing. He wrapped Charlotte’s fingertip in his palm, then gazed at her beautiful, pale fingers that were like green onions, his eyes flickering slightly.
Then, amid the silent depths of the night, a photo was uploaded to Justin Battleson’s private account.
It was a photo of a woman’s hand, with a ring on the middle finger.
Justin’s private account page had always been empty, but surprisingly, a lot of people followed his account, even more than so minor celebrities in the entertainnt industry.
Of course, most of these followers were drawn by a live broadcast from Riley Group so ti ago, captivated by Justin’s looks.
Once Justin shared this photo, it imdiately stirred discussion among his fans.
First, they were astonished that Justin would ever post anything; then it was the hand in the photo, especially the ring it was wearing, that caught their attention.
Fans soon discovered that this ring ca from a top jewelry designer, and wearing it on the middle finger symbolized an engagent.
Given the online gossip from that night, Justin’s move was a clear statent that his relationship with Charlotte was profoundly intact, contrary to the rumors suggesting they had broken up long ago.
Yet, amid the fans’ envy, there were also so inappropriate comnts.
Because the photo did not show the person’s face, so speculated that the hand in the photo wasn’t Charlotte’s at all.
But soon, these critics were proven wrong.
When soone tagged Justin in the comnts below, asking if the photo was of Charlotte, Justin actively responded and confird it.
A series of events that happened today ca to a conclusion with Justin’s response.
However, Charlotte was already dreaming by this ti, completely unaware of what had transpired later.
Not until the next morning, when she saw Annie Anne’s ssage, did she learn the whole story.
"When did you take this photo? How co I didn’t know?"
Charlotte held her phone, looking sowhat baffled at Justin standing in front of her.
Justin served breakfast in front of Charlotte, noticing the confused look on her face, which brought a smile to his lips.
"Don’t you rember? You insisted I take the photo earlier, and even asked to post it online."
Justin’s words left Charlotte completely bewildered.
"Why don’t I rember that?"
While whispering to herself, Charlotte tried to recall the incident about the photo, but ca up empty.
However, when she looked up, she t Justin’s sly gaze, and Charlotte instantly understood.
"You tricked !"
Charlotte puffed her cheeks and gave Justin a playful glare, which made his smile grow wider.
"You did say life needs a sense of ceremony."
Justin gently tapped Charlotte’s nose, but then seed to rember sothing, his brow furrowing slightly.
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