Chapter 20
Before she could react, Charlie had already released her, and the worry in his eyes disappeared instantly.
“Be careful, Miss Bennett.” Charlie still said coldly.
“Thank you.” Lauren nodded politely to him.
Seeing the alienation and politeness in her eyes, Charlie’s face became colder, and said, “I was just worried that you might
destroy my sand painting.”
Lauren was silent for a while and then said, “I’m sorry. I’ll pay attention to it.”
Lauren didn’t believe that Charlie was worried about her just now. They only met once and were not even friends. They could only be regarded as strangers who had just become familiar with each other.
If it weren’t for Leo, they would probably never have intersected in this life.
The sand painting on was finished by Charlie. But after painting, he seemed to lose his patience. Although he did not say anything, the irritable aura was almost running out of his body.
Finally, he felt he couldn’t stay here any longer so he stood up and looked at Lauren, saying in anger, “I just can’t believe this.” Charlie’s voice trembled violently, as if he couldn’t bear it anymore, but he forcibly calmed himself down and said, “Miss Bennett, I just can’t believe you.”
Charlie was still looking at Lauren seriously, trying to find a hint of emotional change on her face.
But she was extremely calm and she just looked at him quietly.
Finally, Charlie gave up. He smiled angrily and sneered before turning around and leaving.
After he left, Lauren looked down at the sand painting that Charlie made.
The face of the woman in the painting was similar to her but the woman in the painting was younger. If you didn’t look at it in detail, you might think Charlie was drawing Lauren. But if you looked at the painting closely, you would find they had different temperament.
One was delicate and affectionate.
One was indifferent and cold.
When Charlie went out of the door, he met Daphne who came to deliver fruits.
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