Around five in the evening, Charlotte suddenly received a Line message from Leandro, saying that they would have dinner together outside and he had already sent the driver to pick her up.
Charlotte subconsciously assumed it was a business dinner and quickly got up from the bed, "Is there any dress code? Do I need to put on makeup?"
Although it was a plastic "Mrs. Romero", it couldn't disgrace Leandro.
Soon, Charlotte received a noncommittal reply from Leandro: "As long as you're happy."
"..."
Although Leandro said she could choose whatever she liked, Charlotte still picked a rather gentle and ladylike long skirt. Then she applied a light makeup on herself. Taking advantage of the driver's absence, she spent ten minutes braiding a fishtail braid.
Charlotte was very satisfied with her gentle, generous, and slightly sweet outfit. She picked up her bag and went downstairs.
Just as I got downstairs, the doorbell rang.
The face of Le
Charlotte was sitting in a wheelchair, with Leandro pushing it from behind. They had just come out of the elevator, and the one next to it had also opened.The person who came out of the elevator was none other than Marcus.There was another woman beside Marcus, and the woman was not Lydia.Charlotte was quite surprised that Lydia actually didn't get promoted. Her rank was not good enough.She only glanced at the two before averting her gaze, and Leandro didn't even give Marcus a look, pushing the wheelchair straight into the restaurant.Marcus hadn't expected to run into Charlotte here. He hadn't seen Charlotte for several days. Now that he saw her, he instinctively called out, "Lottie!"However, as soon as he finished speaking, Leandro had already pushed Charlotte into the restaurant.Marcus looked a bit upset. He turned back to glance at Angela Beltran, "Ms. Beltran, how about we reschedule for another day?"However, Angela
Marcus looked at Charlotte, subconsciously wanting to walk over. But as soon as he took a step in Charlotte's direction, he saw Leandro's hand suddenly land on her lips.The man's actions were gentle, and the woman was slightly shy, creating an ambiguous and intimate atmosphere.Marcus only felt a harsh twist in his heart, he wished he could go and take Charlotte away right then.However, all he could do was think, as the current Charlotte wouldn't even spare him a glance.Thinking of this, Marcus only felt a bitterness in his throat.Angela, who was standing nearby, had noticed Marcus watching Charlotte earlier, his expression growing increasingly unpleasant. Now, it seemed like he was about to approach Charlotte. Finally, she couldn't hold back, "Mr. Gallagher, our table is over here."Hearing Angela's voice, Marcus finally shifted his gaze, following Angela to sit down on the other side.Their seats were about seven or eight meters
Compared to the unpleasantness of Marcus and Angela leaving before their meal even arrived, Charlotte and Leandro were incredibly harmonious.Charlotte even had a few drinks at Leandro's suggestion.Her alcohol tolerance had always been quite poor, she couldn't drink much even if it was red wine.However, eating French cuisine without drinking wine, indeed lacked a bit of flavor.Expensive things, apart from being expensive, were perfect in every other way.Charlotte was very satisfied with this dinner. She only had a few sips of the appetizing white wine but unknowingly finished half a glass of red wine that came with the main course.By the time she realized it, her cheeks were already somewhat red.Leandro across the table had long finished eating. Seeing her look over, he lifted his gaze, his thick eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes, making his dark pupils appear even more profound. "Are you full?"Charlotte nodded,
The man's cold voice seemed to be holding back something, causing Charlotte's heart to tremble. Her hands hung by her sides, like a primary school student being punished to stand, daring not to move again.Leandro looked at her for a moment, "Did your foot just touch something?""There was none."She looked up at him, not knowing if it was an illusion, but there was no anger in those dark eyes.Charlotte let out a slight sigh, "I'm sorry, Mr. Romero."Leandro pulled aside a wheelchair, "Sit down."The commotion just now was quite significant. If it weren't for Leandro's quick actions, Charlotte would have fallen onto that food cart. That cart had hot soup on it. If Charlotte had fallen onto it, the consequences would have been unthinkable.Moreover, Charlotte's right calf was already in the recovery stage. If she had taken such a fall, there was no telling whether her calf bone might have fractured again. If it had fractured again, wh
Upon entering the elevator, Charlotte glanced at Leandro, only to find that he was also looking down at her.Her ears turned hot, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on the paper bag in her arms.The paper bag was fragile. She grabbed it forcefully, and the crisp sound was very noticeable.In the elevator, it was just her and Leandro. Charlotte, listening to that voice, felt not only her ears were hot, but her entire face was as well."What was given?""Huh?"Hearing the man's voice, she instinctively lifted her head, looking into his dark eyes. The clear contrast between the black and white in his eyes blinked gently, "...Let me see."Charlotte tore open the seal of the bag, pulled up the fold, propped open the mouth of the paper bag, and inside was a box.She took out the box and opened it, only to find a K-gold necklace inside. The design was simple, with a pendant of a mica cat's paw.It was quite cute.
Charlotte's hand was caught, slightly displeased, the drunkenness made her much bolder: "Mr. Romero, could you stop shaking?"She frowned, looking at Leandro who kept swaying in front of her, feeling as if her head was being made dizzy by him.Hearing her words, Leandro knew Charlotte was drunk.He loosened his grip, "Sit tight."Charlotte withdrew her hands, shifted her body slightly, and placed her hands on her knees, sitting up straight like a kindergartener. Then, with her bright, watery eyes fixed on him, she said, "I'm sitting properly now."Those bright, sparkling eyes were filled with one message: Praise me! Praise me!Leandro looked at the person, his Adam's apple bobbing once, restraint hidden in his deep eyes: "Hmm, very good."He reached out and touched Charlotte's head, his usually cold voice softened, becoming richer, revealing an unnoticeable gentleness.What a pity, Charlotte was a drunkard now.She could
In the narrow carriage, Charlotte's unguarded words were heard loud and clear by people in both the front and back seats.Upon hearing Charlotte's words, Larry, who was in the driver's seat, froze for a moment.What kind of harsh words are these, Mrs. Romero?He shouldn't have been here, should he?Shouldn't he have been under the car?Upon hearing Charlotte's words, even Leandro was taken aback for a moment.However, the person involved was completely unaware of the remarkable words she had said. She even began to condemn with righteous words, "This is too much! Under the broad daylight! How could they, how could they do..."At this point, Charlotte finally realized that something was amiss.The drunken Charlotte wasn't completely unconscious, she was just a bit slower than usual.Even if she was slow, she realized at that moment what she had just said.Car shaking?Did she talk about the car shaking in fr
In the end, he still couldn't bear it. After just a light taste, Leandro restrained himself.He exhausted his strength, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, breathing slowly.However, the sweet fragrance around me kept hitting my nose from time to time, sweet yet torturous.After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Charlotte, who was holding him and laughed helplessly.The alcohol tolerance was poor, but the courage to drink was quite high.Charlotte had a dream, in which she was a rabbit, suddenly kissed by a sheep that was eating grass.The sheep looked at her apologetically and even gave up its grass for her to eat.Just as Charlotte thought this was a polite gentleman sheep, the sheep suddenly stood up and ripped itself open, and then she saw a wolf crawl out from the sheepskin, staring at her with red glowing eyes.Charlotte had just prepared to run when she was suddenly pinned down by a wolf. The wolf hooked its p
Charlotte smirked, stepped aside, and followed the fuming Marissa into the villa.Marissa had come specifically to see Charlotte today and had also deliberately come when Leandro was not around.Just now at the door, she had thought Charlotte was a fool, but every word from the other party was laced with barbs.Marissa was extremely upset and started ordering Charlotte to serve her tea as soon as she sat down.Charlotte immediately grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the fridge and placed it in front of Marissa: "Don't be shy, there's plenty of water."Marissa looked at Charlotte and slammed the table directly, "Do you even understand what hospitality means?""I understood, but you were not my guest."Charlotte hooked her lips, her almond eyes curved, smiling with a face full of sweetness.Marissa had realized that Charlotte never really cared about her at all.Given that, she didn't want to waste any more time: "Ms.
Seeing Charlotte's embarrassment, Joyce remarked, "This villa is really big."Charlotte quickly nodded, "It is a bit big. You can familiarize yourself first, and you can ask me if you have any questions."Although she didn't quite understand either.Joyce glanced at the refrigerator, finding it full of fresh vegetables. "Madam, is Mr. Romero coming home for lunch today? Is there anything you would like to eat?""Leandro was supposed to come back for dinner today."Saying this, Charlotte blinked, "Does Auntie know how to make pine nut fish? I haven't made pine nut fish in a long time."Joyce saw her bright and adorable almond eyes, and his fondness for Charlotte increased: "Yes, I will make it for you if you like it. I'll do it for you this afternoon.""Thank you, Joyce. I don't have anything specific in mind for now, just make whatever you think is best!"Charlotte was not a picky eater."Alright, what about Mr. Romero t
After Leandro went to the company, Charlotte had intended to practice the piano, but when she thought of the "stupid things" she had done, she found it hard to calm down.She picked up her phone, hesitated for a long time, but still sent a message to Elizabeth."Liz, are you up yet? [Doggy_cowering.JPG]."True to her reputation as the fastest replier, Elizabeth had barely sent her message when she received a reply within a second: "Waking up so early on a beautiful weekend, something's not right with you, Lottie!"Charlotte was very guilty, "No, I went to bed early last night.""Tsk, did Lottie have to send me dog food so early in the morning?""? It seemed like I didn't say anything...""You didn't have to say anything, I understood!"Charlotte touched her ear, remembering that she had "serious business" with Elizabeth, and quickly stopped this inappropriate topic direction: "Liz, you said last time that I like to hug people w
The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Charlotte stiffened for half a second before she shakily put away her powder puff, "Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Romero. This is setting powder, it's not poisonous. I, I'll clean it up for you!"She didn't do it on purpose!Charlotte had been wiping for a while before she realized there were no tissues on the table.She averted her gaze, meeting those dark pupils, not caring about tissues or no tissues, she directly used her hand to brush off the loose powder on those thin lips.To speak or not to speak, Leandro's lips were quite soft. Kissing them would probably be very comfortable, right?Realizing what she was thinking, Charlotte's ears suddenly turned bright red, the color spreading to her cheeks.It seemed as if Charlotte's fingertips had suddenly caught fire, and she was having a bit of trouble continuing.Leandro was no better off than her. The soft fingertips brushed past his lips, yet that person
The act of offending people while drunk, indeed made one feel embarrassed when sober.Charlotte, fearing Leandro would settle scores later, quickly changed the subject: "...Mr. Romero, are you going back to the company later?""Mm-hmm."He responded with a sound, his emotions unreadable.Charlotte bit into the sandwich, finding it tasteless in her mouth.He had almost finished eating, took a sip of his American coffee, glanced at her, and asked, "Do you have plans today?""No."My leg was still lame, what could have been arranged?"I came back for lunch at noon."Charlotte was pondering the meaning behind Leandro's words. Could he be asking her to make lunch?She looked at Leandro, tentatively asking, "Should I make lunch and wait for your return?"As soon as these words were spoken, Charlotte's ears turned red instantly.Why did this statement sound so much like something a wife would say to her hus
However, it didn't take long for Charlotte to lose her laughter.After taking a bath, she gradually remembered the events of last night.Elizabeth was right, she wasn't fit to go out when she was drunk.Thinking about how she clung to Leandro asking for a hug last night, Charlotte hid under the blanket, not wanting to see anyone at all.Leandro had changed his clothes and waited in the restaurant for quite a while, but Charlotte didn't show up. He got up and walked straight to Charlotte's room, knocking on the door, "Ms. Bernard?"Didn't respond.Charlotte heard a knock at the door, her whole body tensed up. She clutched the blanket tightly and closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep.Leandro waited a few seconds, then directly placed his hand on the doorknob.The door wasn't shut tightly. He turned the doorknob and the door opened.Leandro pushed open the door and immediately saw the lump hidden under the blanket.
In the end, he still couldn't bear it. After just a light taste, Leandro restrained himself.He exhausted his strength, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, breathing slowly.However, the sweet fragrance around me kept hitting my nose from time to time, sweet yet torturous.After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Charlotte, who was holding him and laughed helplessly.The alcohol tolerance was poor, but the courage to drink was quite high.Charlotte had a dream, in which she was a rabbit, suddenly kissed by a sheep that was eating grass.The sheep looked at her apologetically and even gave up its grass for her to eat.Just as Charlotte thought this was a polite gentleman sheep, the sheep suddenly stood up and ripped itself open, and then she saw a wolf crawl out from the sheepskin, staring at her with red glowing eyes.Charlotte had just prepared to run when she was suddenly pinned down by a wolf. The wolf hooked its p
In the narrow carriage, Charlotte's unguarded words were heard loud and clear by people in both the front and back seats.Upon hearing Charlotte's words, Larry, who was in the driver's seat, froze for a moment.What kind of harsh words are these, Mrs. Romero?He shouldn't have been here, should he?Shouldn't he have been under the car?Upon hearing Charlotte's words, even Leandro was taken aback for a moment.However, the person involved was completely unaware of the remarkable words she had said. She even began to condemn with righteous words, "This is too much! Under the broad daylight! How could they, how could they do..."At this point, Charlotte finally realized that something was amiss.The drunken Charlotte wasn't completely unconscious, she was just a bit slower than usual.Even if she was slow, she realized at that moment what she had just said.Car shaking?Did she talk about the car shaking in fr
Charlotte's hand was caught, slightly displeased, the drunkenness made her much bolder: "Mr. Romero, could you stop shaking?"She frowned, looking at Leandro who kept swaying in front of her, feeling as if her head was being made dizzy by him.Hearing her words, Leandro knew Charlotte was drunk.He loosened his grip, "Sit tight."Charlotte withdrew her hands, shifted her body slightly, and placed her hands on her knees, sitting up straight like a kindergartener. Then, with her bright, watery eyes fixed on him, she said, "I'm sitting properly now."Those bright, sparkling eyes were filled with one message: Praise me! Praise me!Leandro looked at the person, his Adam's apple bobbing once, restraint hidden in his deep eyes: "Hmm, very good."He reached out and touched Charlotte's head, his usually cold voice softened, becoming richer, revealing an unnoticeable gentleness.What a pity, Charlotte was a drunkard now.She could