Being Pursued By Ex-husband novel Chapter 583

Chapter 583 I Risk My All

“He's such a handsome guy. What a pity he's taken!” one of the women said.

The other woman responded, “Why worry about him being taken? You've snatched someone who was already taken before, haven't you?”

Their voices faded into the distance as they walked away. Charlize, who was being held by Spencer, felt flustered, and her face turned as red as a cooked shrimp.

Spencer took a step back, creating some space for Charlize to move.

The latter looked up and glanced at him, wanting to break free from his embrace. However, he stood still like a mountain before her. She nudged him twice, but he still refused to budge.

With her face already flushed, Charlize felt embarrassed. “What are you doing?”

Spencer grabbed her wrist and asked, “Are you my girlfriend now?”

When she heard what he said, Charlize's face grew even hotter, as if it had been scorched by an iron. “You've already kissed me. Are you trying to deny it?”

Even though embarrassed, she still tried to act nonchalantly. Upon noticing that, Spencer decided to tone down and cast her a gentle look. “You're the one trying to deny it, Charlize.”

Helping her tidy up the stray strands of hair on her forehead, he said, “I'll pick you up tomorrow and take you to the office.”

Charlize's sole focus at the time was to swiftly escape and find a quiet space to gather herself. She paid little attention to Spencer's words, and upon hearing him speak, she simply nodded in agreement, over and over.

Spencer could sense her lack of attention to his words. Feeling somewhat helpless, he let go of her and took a few steps back.

As soon as he stepped back, Charlize darted away like a startled bunny.

She ran back to the banquet hall, and after seeing several familiar faces, she finally stopped in her tracks.

Someone noticed that Charlize was holding a bouquet of roses and asked out of curiosity, “Ms. Johnson, the flowers...”

Charlize's eyes widened as she suddenly remembered the bouquet of roses she was still holding. She instinctively glanced around, contemplating how to hide the conspicuous bouquet, but its size proved too challenging to conceal no matter how she attempted to tuck it away.

She considered the option of discarding the bouquet, but the thought of wasting it troubled her.

After all, it was the first bouquet of roses she had received from Spencer.

While Charlize was still trying to figure out what to do, Spencer emerged from her back.

Charlize locked eyes with him, her face turning flushed, and quickly looked away. She didn't even notice the socialite who had just greeted her. Clutching the bouquet tightly, she made her way through the crowd.

She managed to avoid the socialite, only to bump into Charles.

Charles, who had already spotted his sister from afar, noticed the bouquet in her hands. After glancing at the bouquet of flowers, he shifted his gaze to Spencer, who was staring at her.

A sudden realization dawned on him, and Charles' expression turned serious as he inquired, “Are those flowers from Spencer?”

Charlize felt a hint of embarrassment. “How did you know, Charles?”

The man's expression grew even more ominous. Charlize paused for a moment, her face filled with concern, and stammered, “Charles, y-you don't seem happy.”

Charles let out a cold snort. How can I be happy when someone's snatching my sister away?

“Do you like Spencer?” he asked.

Charlize blushed right away. I can't believe my brother asked such a direct question!

She lowered her head, looked at the flowers, and bobbed her head in acknowledgment.

With a firm and serious expression, Charles spoke after a prolonged silence. “Stay here. We will be leaving for home in fifteen minutes.”

As his words hung in the air, he turned around and headed toward Spencer's direction.