Charlotte Thompson’s gaze fell on Jack Thompson and Chad Thompson, who were not far away. Her eyes were cool, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.
Chad Thompson and Jack Thompson held each other’s little hands and obediently walked up to Charlotte Thompson.
Charlotte squatted down, looking at the two children in front of her with gently smiling eyes. Her voice was soft and light.
"Tell mommy, did big brother and big sister have an argument just now?"
Both Chad and Jack looked back at Hank Thompson and Grace Thompson instinctively. After receiving their hints, they shook their heads in unison.
"Oh? Is that so?" Her voice deepened, a hint of sternness creeping in. She shot an all-knowing look at straight-standing Hank and Grace.
"Mommy originally planned to take you to a nearby amusement park tomorrow, but you guys aren’t telling mommy the truth, so I’m not taking you."
Charlotte Thompson’s face hardened, looking quite stern.
Grace Thompson instinctively tugged at Hank Thompson’s sleeve, a hint of unease clouding her face.
Going to the amusement park was something she had wanted to do for a while. With Charlotte busy with work and Annie’s occasional visits, she often found herself unsure of what to play with.
So, when she heard Charlotte mention the amusement park, her spirits lifted and she was filled with anticipation.
"Mommy, I’m sorry, I annoyed sis again."
Hank Thompson sighed, unable to shake the feeling that he owed her something.
Seeing Hank apologize on his own volition, and Grace looking down apologetically, Charlotte couldn’t help but smile.
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Charlotte Thompson walked up to Grace and Hank Thompson, patting their heads fondly.
After finally getting the children to sleep, Charlotte Thompson stretched and walked out, looking slightly worn.
Justin Battleson was making a call outside the bedroom. His posture was upright; his gaze fell on the distance unconsciously, stirring something inside Charlotte Thompson as she watched him from behind.
Upon hearing a sound from behind, Justin turned his gaze, his eyes fell gently upon her.
Today, Charlotte was wearing a white dress with her long hair cascading down her shoulders, the sun’s warmth casting a soft glow on her, filling her with an extremely gentle aura.
She glanced at Justin Battleson and unconsciously smiled, and then walked up to him, speaking softly.
"If you’re busy, you can go back first, you’ve already been troubled a lot today."
Thinking of the helpless expression on Justin’s face as he took care of the children today, Charlotte Thompson slightly pursed her lips. Her beautiful eyes squinted, somehow causing a stir in Justin’s heart.
Upon hearing his voice, Charlotte briefly lifted her gaze. Her eyes shone softly, and a gentle smile played on her lips, radiating a captivating charm.
"What’s wrong?" Seeing Justin Battleson’s sudden pause, Charlotte, like a mother comforting her child, asked again in an even softer tone.
Justin put his phone in his pocket. His slender fingers idly traced the table’s surface while his gaze shifted restlessly elsewhere, revealing unfathomable depths in his eyes.
Only then did Charlotte remember that today he had only asked Michael Richard to buy food for her and the children, forgetting himself, even Michael Richard forgot to buy food for Mr. Battleson. She was also careless, focusing only on calming the children and ended up neglecting him.
Reflecting on this, Charlotte felt a bit remorseful. She laughed lightly and said,
"That’s my fault. I forgot about you, so how about this—I’ll go cook some noodles for you."