Are my eyes deceiving me?
Why is my right hand on the girl’s chest?
Joseph immediately sat up and began stuttering, “Mom, i-it’s not w-what you think. I can explain!”
“Joseph Field, you’d better give me a reasonable explanation! Otherwise!” Mrs. Field slapped the back of his head harshly.
It was the same spot where he was hit last night. “Ouch!” he cried in pain.
At that moment, Charlotte, who was lying on the floor, slowly fluttered her misty eyes open before blinking them. Her pink pajama was wrapped loosely around her petite body. She looked as if she had just woken up from a deep sleep.
She turned to look at the squabbling pair of mother and son in a daze. “Uh...what are you doing in my room?”
Joseph’s heart skipped a beat when he lowered his head to look at her cute, tilted head.
He couldn’t help but gulp, causing his Adam’s apple to bobbed up and down. She’s so cute. How can she still look so cute even when half her face is ruined? I have a terrible urge to pinch her cheek.
“You can talk?” Mrs. Field widened her eyes and almost shed tears in surprise. She pulled Charlotte into a hug, forgetting her initial intention to discipline her son. “My child, you finally spoke! I thought you...”
Mrs. Field’s enthusiasm was like a torch that burned brightly in the dead of night.
Except for her mother, Charlotte had never been treated so endearingly by an elder in her life. Her face started to flush uncomfortably upon that thought. “I...I...”
She would always stutter every time she was nervous.
Mrs. Field seemed to understand as she smiled and let her go. “I spilled the breakfast I made, but it’s no big deal. I’ll just make it again. You should take a shower first before coming down, okay?”
The tone that she used was as if she was discussing with Charlotte, and it made Charlotte felt respected.
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