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Love You, Spoil You novel Chapter 31

The servant was trembling, afraid that Monica would be angry. This lady was famous for her shrewdness. She was spoiled by the servants at home. Whenever there was something wrong, she would beat or scold the servants.

"Of course I don't care, but I think Miss. Charlotte should want to eat it."

Monica was unusual. She didn't make trouble out of nothing.

The servant breathed a sigh of relief. She thought Monica was caring about Charlotte, so she quickly turned her head.

"If Miss. Charlotte needs it, let the kitchen prepare it."

Charlotte shook her head in embarrassment.

"No, thanks. I don't like pig face."

Charlotte felt that this topic was not that simple, so she quickly refused.

"You don't like it? I thought a thick skinned person like you would like to eat this kind of food. "

Monica's face darkened and said sarcastically without hesitation.

Everyone's face darkened at present.

The most uncomfortable person was that Charlotte, it turned out Monica was aiming at her on purpose.

"Miss. Monica, please respect your words."

Charlotte reminded her coldly. If Monica continued to make trouble out of nothing, she would not ignore it.

"Respect? What identity do you use to make me respect you? "

As if waiting for Charlotte's retort, Monica threw her chopsticks on the table.

"You are just a bitch sleeping with others as a companion. Do you want my future hostess to respect you?"

Charlotte's hand, which was holding chopsticks, turned white and her knuckles trembled slightly.

"Do you still want me to respect you? It's ridiculous! Oliver has already looked up to you by asking you to sleep with him. Don't flatter yourself. People like you can only work with money. You never want to be respected! "

Monica had vented all her anger in the past few days, leaving no chance for Charlotte to speak.

"Oliver didn't want to hurt me, so he asked someone else to satisfy his needs before marriage. But don't think too much. Who are you? How could Oliver marry you?"

After venting her anger, Monica was in a much better mood. Perhaps she was tired, her voice was not that loud.

"I am not!"

Charlotte looked at Monica, who seemed to have succeeded, and firmly denied.

"I'm not the bitch sleeping with others."

She repeated it firmly again, not knowing whether to say it to herself or to the other side.

"Then what do you think you are? Did Oliver give you the other identity? Oliver is going to marry me soon. Are you still expecting him to marry you? No way! "

Charlotte's determination was instantly crushed by the word "identity".

Yes, who was she? Oliver had never explained the marriage between the two of them. Was he disdainful to explain it, or was there nothing to explain?

"I came back this time to discuss the marriage with Oliver. I can tolerate you staying here because I respect Oliver, but it doesn't mean that I can tolerate you."

Seeing that she had the upper hand, Monica was in a good mood. She continued to eat the food in front of her, which was a little cold.

Charlotte slammed her chopsticks on the table angrily and was about to leave.

She really wanted to refute, but Charlotte had no reason to do it. She couldn't even refute what she was thinking in her heart.

"What? You showed such an attitude to me? "

Monica was full of confidence now. The more she saw that Charlotte couldn't refute her, the more excessive she was.

"I'm full."

Charlotte turned around and left, ignoring Monica's offensive words.

"Oh, you know you had no reason, and you even pulled a long face at me. How shameless you are! "

When Charlotte went back upstairs, she could even hear the wild laughter of Monica.

All of a sudden, the grievance in her heart made Charlotte's nose twitch, but she held it back.

But current grievance was nothing for her. She had endured so many difficult things. And even the pain of her family breaking up, she could grit her teeth and survive. She couldn't let Monica defeat her with these trifles that she wasn't afraid of.

Charlotte didn't understand why she would feel wronged and want to cry for other people's words these days. Maybe it was because she had lived too comfortably recently that she almost forgot that she still had a lot of greater responsibilities to shoulder.

Sure enough, once a comfortable life began, she would relax.

She didn't take off her clothes and shoes, but fell directly on the bed. Her eyes were red, but she tried hard to hold back her tears.

She stayed here in order to investigate the truth. She shouldn't care about Oliver's emotional life.

But no matter how hard she tried to hypnotize herself, she would always ask herself what position she held in Oliver's heart? That cold man was scary like a devil, but when he was smiling, he was so gentle.

In a daze, she felt that a man full of the smell of alcohol entered the room and directly went to her bed.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Oliver, who seemed to have drunk a lot and was about to make out with Charlotte as soon as he went to bed.

Her body instinctively wanted to cater, but her head gradually became clear.

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