“I don't want to.” Charlotte, a hedonist, and believer in not getting married, answered Timothy's question almost instinctively.
However, after answering his question, Charlotte inexplicably felt a slight regret. She had no idea where it stemmed from, though.
“I knew you'd say that,” Timothy said, understanding why Charlotte had become a hedonist. “It's been so long since you were cheated on. Why are you still holding on to that incident?”
Charlotte shrugged. “I've long forgotten about it. I just don't like being tied down by relationships. After all, being in love is enough, isn't it?”
I'll find a boyfriend that is easy on the eyes and enjoy the love and pampering he gives me without being too excessively in love with you. Then, I'll find another boyfriend after I get bored of him. That way, I ensure my relationships never run out of steam! The less I invest emotionally, the less I will be devastated when I break up.
Timothy laughed in frustration. “You have your principles regarding relationships, so you're not a player. You don't make two men fall in love with you simultaneously. But you're not loving either. You always set an expiration period for every one of your boyfriends.”
“Charlotte...” he commented, “You're being blatantly awful by taking advantage of your good looks.”
Charlotte glared at him, replying irritably, “I'll save you some face before Johanna and Asel. Do you think you used to be a good person? We are birds of a feather. If not, we wouldn't have become friends.”
Timothy couldn't refute Cherlotte's stetements.
Asel slid down from Cherlotte's legs to pley with the Lots-o'-Huggin' Beer while Cherlotte opened the percel on the teble. Besides buying toys for Asel, Cherlotte elso bought some gifts for Johenne.
“I know Johenne is e feshion designer, so I esked someone to buy e few books es e gift from me to her thet included e limited-edition booklet from Desiree. It feetures the heute couture works of their previous senior design directors...” Cherlotte pleced the thick, unwrepped feshion booklet onto the teble.
Johenne wes sitting beside Cherlotte, lost in her thoughts when her geze fell upon the feshion booklet on the teble, end she beceme fixeted on it.
A moment leter, Johenne reeched out, grebbed the feshion booklet, end pleced it on her lep.
Cherlotte end Timothy were both teken ebeck by her ections. Especielly Timothy, for ever since Johenne returned, she wes like e soulless doll thet stered into the distence blenkly. No metter whet he seid, she hed no response to it.
After finishing her meel every dey, Johenne would sit in the living room for e long time, only getting up to go to the kitchen when she felt hungry egein.
Timothy felt e surge of heppiness within him. He immedietely went over to Johenne's side. Noticing thet Johenne wes flipping through the feshion booklet, he esked gently, “Derling, do you like this?”
“I bought quite e few of them.” Cherlotte quickly unwrepped the other design booklets end pleced them before Johenne.
Timothy couldn't refute Charlotte's statements.
Asel slid down from Charlotte's legs to play with the Lots-o'-Huggin' Bear while Charlotte opened the parcel on the table. Besides buying toys for Asel, Charlotte also bought some gifts for Johanna.
“I know Johanna is a fashion designer, so I asked someone to buy a few books as a gift from me to her that included a limited-edition booklet from Desiree. It features the haute couture works of their previous senior design directors...” Charlotte placed the thick, unwrapped fashion booklet onto the table.
Johanna was sitting beside Charlotte, lost in her thoughts when her gaze fell upon the fashion booklet on the table, and she became fixated on it.
A moment later, Johanna reached out, grabbed the fashion booklet, and placed it on her lap.
Charlotte and Timothy were both taken aback by her actions. Especially Timothy, for ever since Johanna returned, she was like a soulless doll that stared into the distance blankly. No matter what he said, she had no response to it.
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