At a normal dinner party, Leandro seldom spoke. But being such a big Buddha, even if he just sat there without saying a word, no one could ignore his presence.
He didn't talk much, as if he had nothing to do, he just focused on serving food to Charlotte.
When did Leandro ever serve dishes to people?
In the beginning, people who saw the Splendid Group were dumbfounded.
Although it was a fact that Charlotte and Leandro had gotten their marriage license, Charlotte, a woman who had just been jilted by the groom at her own wedding, had a tarnished reputation, regardless of who was at fault. She immediately married Leandro, and everyone knew exactly why.
Alas, she was just a woman used as a human shield by Leandro.
But now, Leandro had served food to the "human shield".
This news truly terrified the people of the Splendid Group present, their gaze towards Charlotte became reverent and sacred.
There was a constant conversation at the
Lipstick mark...The others were discussing the contract with their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts, none daring to step into that inexplicable battlefield.Dangelo stared at the lipstick mark, his eyes flickering mysteriously. He held his phone, a casual smile playing on the corners of his lips.Rubbing her stomach surreptitiously, Charlotte sensed that something was off. She first glanced at Dangelo, noticing that he was staring intently at Leandro. Subconsciously, she followed Dangelo's gaze towards Leandro.Charlotte lifted her head slightly, only to see the bold lipstick mark exposed on Leandro's collar.With a "bang", she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, completely stunned.Charlotte's face turned red all at once, and despite her makeup, it couldn't hide the obvious blush on her cheeks.Her skin was naturally fair, and with the nude makeup she had applied that night, her foundation was thinly used
Leandro stood up and pulled the wheelchair from the corner. Seeing the Brand Department manager and Melvin, he frowned slightly in distaste, "Aren't you leaving yet?"Melvin and the Brand Department manager both stiffened for a moment, quickly rising to their feet, "Then we'll be going now, Mr. Romero, Mrs. Romero."Charlotte was still not quite accustomed to the title "Mrs. Romero". She felt somewhat embarrassed, but she couldn't let it show on her face. She could only pretend to be calm and smile lightly: "Alright, goodbye.""Goodbye! Mr. Romero, Mrs. Romero!""Goodbye! Mr. Romero, Mrs. Romero!"Upon leaving the private room, both the Brand Department manager and Melvin breathed a deep sigh of relief.The manager of the Brand Department glanced back into the box, then immediately asked Melvin, "Melvin, is this Mrs. Romero for real?"Of course, Melvin knew what the "truth" meant from the Brand Department manager. Many people thought
The box was left with just Leandro and Charlotte, and Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief.When she sat down in the wheelchair, she couldn't help but notice the lipstick mark on Leandro's collar."Mr. Romero, could you lower your head?"Leandro glanced at her, didn't respond, and simply bent down.The man suddenly moved closer, a crisp woody scent following him. Charlotte pinched her own heated earlobe."Your collar was a bit crooked."She didn't dare to look at Leandro, she just reached out directly.Charlotte was indeed guilty, her hand trembled uncontrollably for a moment.She quickly flipped up the collar, then folded it back down, finally adjusting it to barely cover the lipstick mark. Only then did she withdraw her hand, "Alright, Mr. Romero."After all, lying, Charlotte glanced at Leandro, feeling incredibly hollow.Leandro looked at her and said slowly, "Thank you.""No, no need to thank me,
No one spoke in the carriage. It was so quiet that Charlotte could hear her own heartbeat.Although she didn't know why, she could sense that Leandro didn't like her talking about divorce.Words spoken; water spilled.What's said is said, she couldn't take it back.Charlotte gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and leaned her face forward, "I'm sorry, I misspoke. Maybe you could hit me to let off some steam?"Watching her lean over, Leandro suddenly wasn't angry anymore.He raised his hand and tugged at his collar, "Don't want to fight."Didn't want to fight, wanted to kiss.Dark pupils stared at that luminous white face, Leandro swallowed slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, he just felt somewhat hot."Huh?"Charlotte opened her eyes, glanced at him, saw that his expression was the same as before, hesitated for a moment, and felt that Leandro was just being polite to her: "Maybe you should hit it?"
The carriage quieted down again, but the atmosphere was noticeably better than before.Charlotte touched her bumped forehead again, thankfully, it no longer hurt.She lowered her hand, and without paying attention, she hit Leandro directly.The two people sat too close!"Sorry, Mr. Romero, I moved to the side."Charlotte said, moving a little distance to the side.But she felt it wasn't enough, that distance of over ten centimeters was still too close.Just as she was about to move a bit further away, Leandro suddenly spoke up, "Tomorrow is Friday."At first, Charlotte didn't react, "Oh right, the week really flew by!"Lifted my head, directly meeting those deep black eyes.Charlotte's heart gave a fierce thump, and the next second, she remembered something important: she was moving in with Leandro on Saturday!Realizing this, Charlotte didn't feel quite well.Leandro looked at her and added, "Ms. Be
He lowered his eyes, suddenly grabbing her hand, "Cold?"Charlotte's hand trembled slightly, she quickly withdrew it, still stubbornly insisting, "I'm not cold.""Don't cover it up, lest it gets hot again later."He said, reaching out to remove her coat.Charlotte subconsciously tugged at her coat, looking at him awkwardly, "It's still a bit cold."Leandro looked at her, holding his coat, neither exerting force nor letting go, just standing off with her like this.The gaze in his dark pupils was playful yet profound. His thin lips moved slightly, hooking into a faint smile, "Not afraid of the heat?"Charlotte suddenly realized, Leandro did it on purpose!He had long noticed that her blushing just now was due to shyness, not heat at all.This person was really mean, teasing her like one would tease a cat!She suddenly lost her temper, immediately letting go of her hand, and the suit jacket slid right off her body,
Charlotte looked out the car window, not daring to act up anymore.Fortunately, it wasn't long before the car stopped downstairs at the Bernard's villa.Charlotte glanced at the man beside her, took off her coat, and put it aside, "Mr. Romero, I'm home."The man slowly opened his eyes, glanced out the car window, then turned his head to look at her: "Let's go back, rest early, sweet dreams.""Alright, I've gotten out of the car, Mr. Romero. Sweet dreams to you too."Seeing him return to normal, Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief.She might just be cursed, unable to bear Leandro's tenderness, it was too strange, even with a hint of ambiguity.Charlotte pushed open the car door and got out. The driver had already unfolded her wheelchair and placed it next to the car door. As soon as she got out of the car, she sat down in the wheelchair.Before closing the car door, Charlotte took another look inside the vehicle. In the dimly li
The news of Marcus and Lydia renting a room together had been hanging on the internet for a whole day. The Gallagher family tried every means to remove the trending topic, but they were told it couldn't be removed.Raymond was so angry that his blood pressure rose, and Marisa was directly reduced to tears by the anger.Ever since Marcus ran away from his wedding, the reputation of the Gallagher family had been getting worse day by day.The Gallagher family had become the laughingstock of the upper echelons in Aelmere. Charlotte returned home, just in time to find Greyson reading in the living room.News about Marcus today was buzzing around, and Greyson, the "former father-in-law", had heard so much that his ears were calloused.Looking at Charlotte now, Greyson had stared for a long while. He originally had a lot to say, but in the end, it all condensed into a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness you didn't marry Marcus."Looking back, it may no
Melvin, who had been Leandro's secretary for many years, recently found his position to be in jeopardy.He used to pride himself on being the secretary who understood the boss the best, but recently, Melvin was somewhat unable to keep up with Leandro's successive orders.There was the matter of Leandro asking him to draft a "marriage agreement" last weekend, and now there's the matter of Leandro suddenly deciding to bring Mrs. Romero to the party.He not only didn't understand why Leandro suddenly changed his mind about attending the party but was even more puzzled as to why Leandro, who never usually brought a female companion, suddenly wanted to bring Mrs. Romero to the party.Melvin, holding the invitation, pondered in his own office and finally figured out a bit of its meaning.The party was hosted by the Welllyn Group, which had a collaboration with Byness Sparks House. Naturally, people from the Gallagher family were invited to this party.
Charlotte opened her eyes, only to realize that she had been dreaming.She breathed a sigh of relief, her hand covering her face, unable to understand why she would have such a dream.After sitting on the bed and reflecting for a while, Charlotte went to wash up. By the time she had finished tidying up and went downstairs, it was already past nine.Charlotte had only gone to bed at one in the morning last night, which was too late. Consequently, she woke up late as well, yawning as she descended the stairs.The spacious villa was very quiet. Charlotte walked towards the kitchen. Upon seeing her, Joyce hurriedly brought the breakfast out from the kitchen.Charlotte said thank you, "Joyce, how was Leandro's appetite this morning?"Fortunately, I almost let the cat out of the bag.If Joyce found out that they weren't sleeping together, the relationship of this plastic couple would have been exposed.Joyce placed a stack of radish
Leandro looked at her, "Go take a shower first, the stuff won't be delivered until later."Charlotte nodded, watching as Leandro turned and left. She quickly closed the door, glanced down at her disappointing belly, and then grabbed her pajamas to take a bath.Charlotte, who claimed not to be hungry, not only drank a bowl of porridge but also ate two shrimp dumplings.Looking at the last shrimp dumpling in the basket, she restrained herself from picking up the fork to take it.Leandro glanced at her, "Are you full?"Charlotte's face heated up. Leandro's casual question, "Are you full?" made her feel embarrassed because of something she had done earlier. "I'm full," she replied."Mm-hmm."Leandro absentmindedly responded, not saying anything else.Charlotte felt a bit tired, stifling a yawn that welled up, "Mr. Romero, may I go back to my room to rest?""Go.""Good night, Mr. Romero.""Good night."Ch
"Didn't see much, I'm going down first, the police are still waiting at the door, you should come down quickly too."Charlotte, feeling guilty, quickly dropped a sentence and turned to run.Walking down from the second floor, Charlotte's heartbeat had not yet returned to normal.It was so embarrassing!She stopped at the entrance, her hand clutching her chest, while the other touched her burning cheeks from side to side. After pausing for half a minute, she finally lifted her leg to step out."Sorry, Mr. Lowe, my husband was about to come down."Jeffery nodded, in fact, when he saw Charlotte come out for the second time, he knew that this was just a misunderstanding.But since Charlotte had already notified people, it wasn't good for them to say they were leaving at this time.Leandro came down quickly, wearing a black bathrobe straight down, the tips of his short hair still dripping with water, it was clear that he had just ta
Charlotte grabbed her phone and hurriedly ran out to open the door.Sure enough, a police car was parked at the entrance, and several police officers were standing there.Probably for convenience, there was also a female police officer."Ms. Bernard? Your friend called the police saying there was a burglar in your house, was there a burglar in your house?"The speaking police officer was sizing up Charlotte.Charlotte, embarrassed, quickly shook her head and explained, "I'm sorry, officer, there was no burglar in my house. It was a misunderstanding. My husband came back from a business trip and I thought he was a burglar. My friend hung up before I could explain..."When the police saw Charlotte, they also realized it was probably a misunderstanding. However, as per protocol, they still had to ask: "So, there really wasn't a burglar, and nothing else happened? Would it be possible for your husband to come out and meet with us?"Charlo
On the other end of the phone, Elizabeth didn't hear Charlotte's voice and found it a bit strange, "Lottie, what's wrong? Did the call drop?""No, Liz, it seems like my house has been burglarized—""No sooner had the words 'We've been robbed' left my mouth than the front door was flung open. A familiar figure walked in. Charlotte, holding her phone, awkwardly shuffled her feet."Just at this moment, Elizabeth's voice came from the phone, "Hide quickly, I'll call the police for you. By the way, what's your address? Ah, hurry up and quit the game, let's text on Line, don't use voice chat, otherwise the thief will find you, isn't that just handing yourself over?""..."Spoken very well, don't say it again next time.After Elizabeth finished speaking, she hung up the call. Charlotte, looking at Leandro who just walked in, forced an awkward smile, "Mr. Romero, you're back.""Didn't Melvin send you my itinerary?"The implicatio
Leandro, who had already reached the middle of the stairs, realized that Charlotte hadn't followed him. He stopped, turned around, and looked at her, "What's wrong?"Charlotte pursed her lips slightly and shook her head, "It's nothing, let's eat."Forget it, it was quite embarrassing, let's not bring it up.The incident at this charity performance, although there were some unpleasant occurrences, the final result was quite satisfactory for Charlotte. After all, this was a meaningful event.The online commotion lasted for a few days and then stopped. Charlotte received a call from Gabriella.Gabriella had invited Charlotte to be the ambassador for "Melodious Music". Of course, there was no remuneration, but for public figures, such philanthropic activities were considered mutually beneficial.Public welfare needed the heat of traffic to attract people's attention, and public figures needed such things to add a sparkle to themselves, especiall
Both father and daughter breathed a sigh of relief, Greyson knowing his daughter was doing well, and Charlotte not having to worry about her guilt being exposed.After hanging up the phone, Charlotte thought of the "marriage agreement". She reached out to the dressing table, grabbed the agreement, and read it again.Upon looking again, Charlotte still felt that something was off.Forget it, the contract has already been signed, there's nothing to agonize over anymore.Charlotte yawned, too tired to continue. She put away the agreement, changed into her pajamas, and went to take a nap.The issue between Charlotte and Tiffany had caused quite a stir online, and later Leandro even got involved. Even Aidan, who usually doesn't pay attention to this entertainment gossip, took a glance at Twitter.Leandro had just finished handling matters when he turned his head and saw the screen of the mobile phone on the desk lit up.Messages were being
#LeandroLiked# The speed at which this trend is rising is like riding a roller coaster, it shot up to third place in no time.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Caroline had Tiffany brought along as well.Leandro was praised in the trending topics for how much he spoiled his wife, while Tiffany was harshly criticized."Mom, I'm totally shipping this couple! (LOL, it's the first time I've known that even backing up your wife is not allowed.)""Mr. Romero and Mrs. Romero's relationship was so good! Looking back, Mr. Romero supporting Mrs. Romero was simply awesome! Someone should stop jumping around, it's enough to belittle such a powerful Mrs. Romero, let alone accusing her of using privileges. I think you've used your privileges too much on a daily basis, and you see everyone as if they're the same as you!""It was evident that Mr. Romero loved Mrs. Romero very much, and it was also clear that someone was nothing more than a buffoon!"