After a few drinks, Charlotte’s cheeks were flushed.
Louis poured her another glass of wine.
“I can’t drink too much tonight—”
“Charlotte!”
Before she could refuse the drink, Sherlyn came over to toast her.
At once, Charlotte rose to her feet. “Lady Sherlyn, I should’ve been the one to toast you at your table.”
“We’re a family; no need for the formalities.” The corners of the duchess’ lips quirked into a smile as she said sincerely, “I hope that the kids can have a happy and healthy childhood and that you and Louis will be blissful together. That’s all.”
Guilt crept up Charlotte’s heart at her words. After all, Sherlyn adored her children greatly.
The duchess had always prioritized the kids no matter what, so she was grateful for her help, regardless of the grudges she harbored toward the older woman.
“Cheers!”
“Thanks, Mom.”
The three of them downed their glasses.
Sherlyn patted Charlotte’s shoulder affectionately and reminded her. “Don’t drink too much. We still need to watch the show.”
“Yes, Lady Sherlyn.”
Charlotte was about to sit down when she accidentally bumped into the table.
Louis went over to support her hastily, showering her with concern.
Diana, who waited on them at the side, watched their entire exchange. Her eyes betrayed her mixed feelings.
“Louis, take good care of Charlotte,” Sherlyn told her son. “I shall keep the kids company.”
“Yes, Mom.” Louis’ gaze never left Charlotte. “Do you want some water, Charlotte?”
“Sure.” Charlotte bobbed her head.
With that, he promptly ordered someone to get a glass of water for her.
Soon, Diana arrived with two glasses of purified water. She handed one to Charlotte.
“Wait,” Lupine piped up suddenly, “give it to Sir Louis. He must be thirsty too.”
Diana stiffened at her words.
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