As her voice trailed off, Charlotte was left speechless. She watched as Adam, without a care, nonchalantly picked up a crayfish, slowly peeled its shell, and casually remarked, "Allergic? Second Brother, how come I never heard before that you’re allergic to crayfish?"
The atmosphere had once again turned peculiar, with a somewhat heightened tension.
However, Justin’s facial expression remained unchanged. He chuckled lightly, yet the amusement didn’t reach his eyes.
He glanced sideways at Adam, his tone even and calm, "There are a lot more things you haven’t heard about me. Why limit it to this small matter of whether I’m allergic or not?"
Adam popped the peeled shrimp into his mouth. His face revealed no embarassment as he nodded in apparent agreement, "Maybe you’re right."
Charlotte ate a mouthful of rice sullenly and then quietly observed the children’s expressions.
Grace, starving, was busy gobbling up her food. Olivia, who was also a young girl, picked a piece of vegetable from her bowl and began to chew it thoughtfully.
Although their expressions varied, none seemed to find the atmosphere strange, as if they had experienced it countless times and had become accustomed to it.
Charlotte mused to herself, but in the end said nothing and continued to eat quietly.
After dinner, Charlotte felt slightly stuffed and decided to take a walk downstairs to aid digestion. As she was about to leave, she seemed to remember something. She turned her head to look at Adam, who was sitting silently next to Chad, and called out gently.
"Mr. Ross, if you have time, please join me for a walk."
Upon hearing this, Adam appeared slightly surprised, but then he nodded and stood up. Latest content published on noveⅼfire.net
Seeing that Justin was also getting up, Charlotte reluctantly looked at him and said, "You don’t have to come, I have something to discuss with him."
Upon hearing this, Justin nodded in understanding and sat back down.
It was now evening. It was not yet completely dark, and the fading sunlight mixed with the emerging darkness, creating a warm and soft glow.
Although the apartment was in the city center, there were hardly any vehicles or people passing by the fence at this time. The occasional sounds of horns echoed, bringing out the comforting serenity of the scene.
Charlotte sat down on the outside bench. Before she could speak, Adam, who was following her, stepped forward and sat down as well.
He sat, resting his hand on the back of Charlotte’s chair, in a somewhat ambiguous position.
For once, Charlotte didn’t move away. She just looked out into the distance with a wistful expression and said softly, "Mr. Ross, have you ever suddenly realized that the unexpected connections in this world can be quite miraculous?"
For instance, by some freak coincidence, she ended up adopting Chad and Jack, and then, under another bizarre twist of fate, she met Adam in Druarus.
Nobody had thought that these two seemingly unrelated events would have such intricate connections.
Adam naturally understood what she was talking about. He merely nodded and looked at Charlotte, not quite understanding why she suddenly brought up the topic.
The cool evening breeze brushed past them, and it seemed to enhance their moment of tranquility; both of them chose not to speak in tacit understanding.
Until the wind quieted somewhat and the air filled with a touch of cold, Charlotte suddenly laughed lightly and turned to look at him.
Her delicate eyes brimmed with an unspoken seriousness.
Adam subconsciously held his breath, heard her red lips parting softly and speaking in an undertone.
"Adam, you don’t actually like me, do you?"