Chapter 1238
Frank merely smiled calmly at Charmine's question. His clear eyes showed no hint of love and emotion as he replied, "No, you're overthinking things. I like to be alone-it's simpler this way. You should know that I'm not interested in love." "Oh," Charmine did not question anymore. She changed the topic and said, "Frank, try to attract some butterflies for me to see."
Frank landed his brush on the white piece of paper and wrote a sentence.
[Through the woods, you're a destination I can't reach.]
As he wrote, a butterfly flew toward them out of nowhere.
Like a bee that smelled pollen, the butterfly flew over curiously.
The butterfly stayed on the paper and fluttered its wings. Along with the beautiful sentence, it formed a beautiful sight.
Charmine was touched again.
"Frank, how did you do it?" "Control the brush deftly. I let the brush, ink, and myself merge into one,” explained Frank simply before he handed the brush to her. 1
Charmine put down the ink and took the brush.
She had learned calligraphy before, but just as the bristles landed on the paper, the butterfly flew away as though shocked...
Helpless, Charmine turned to Frank. "The butterfly flew away."
Smiling lovingly, Frank leaned in behind her and reached out his hand. He held her hand that held the brush as they wrote on the paper. 1
Startled, Charmine instinctively looked around, feeling as if Anthony saw her.
Oh, he would lose his mind if he did!
Charmine turned to look at Frank and saw how devoid he was of emotion, fully focused on the paper.
She felt embarrassed.
She knew Frank very well. Why would she overthink?
Anthony planted the fear in her!
Thus, Charmine focused on his teaching.
Faye and the three men came back from picking the wood for fire. Faye walked in front with Anthony while Nial and Guy were slightly behind them.
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