She subconsciously took several steps backward, but Justin Battleson didn’t give her a chance to retreat. He reached out, wrapping his arm around Charlotte Thompson’s waist, and in the next moment, he pulled her into his embrace.
Their breaths entwined, the temperatures between them gradually rising, as if wrapping her up.
"We... we actually never really had the chance to get to know each other."
Charlotte looked at Justin and spoke quietly.
There was no hidden meaning in her words. It just seemed that what was happening far exceeded her day-to-day thoughts. She was only stating a fact.
"We met five years ago, even though it was merely by accident, and we never had the opportunity to continue getting to know each other. Our current situation is just due to our recent interactions. Thus, I hope we can have another chance to get acquainted."
"I am not someone who acts recklessly—you should know this. Whether it’s dealing with feelings or people, I always consider things carefully before making a decision."
"If today, Mr. Battleson, you start something with me just out of minor interest, but later give me up for other reasons..."
Charlotte’s expression became distant, as if she was gaining control of the situation. She felt more at ease, and her tone became a bit more relaxed.
"What do you think I would do?"
Her words seemed to be pushing him, but her tone was light, as if she were having an ordinary chat.
Her eyes were gentle, focusing on him as she spoke. If it weren’t for the slight awkwardness, Justin might think she was telling him that they still have a chance to be together.
However, at this moment, it felt like she was offering him a consolation prize, making him feel a bit downcast.
"Charlotte, trust me."
Justin became a bit impatient. He was usually calm, but when it came to Charlotte, he seemed anxious. This warmed Charlotte’s heart.
She hadn’t finished what she was saying, but seeing Justin so distraught, she felt like taking her time.
"Mr. Battleson, how about this, I’ve actually considered being with you."
Charlotte’s words were like those of a deity pulling Justin out from his confusion. His eyes were deep, full of surprise as he looked at her.
Charlotte’s face was expressionless, her eyes gentle, but a hint of indifference was also present. For a moment, she felt much lighter.
Justin felt a leap of excitement in his heart. His gaze was deep; endless tenderness filled his eyes beneath his sharp features, full of soft emotions.
Charlotte had seen many sides of Justin, but not this side of him, as tender as the waves of the sea, tapping gently at her heart, causing it to tremble involuntarily.
"Charlotte, I love you."
Justin pulled Charlotte into his embrace, gently laughing. The sudden hug made Charlotte unable to suppress her joy.
For a moment, she was also delighted. The entire atmosphere melded into rare romance that one couldn’t help but be drawn into.
"Justin Battleson, thank you."
Charlotte slowly closed her eyes, the fluttering of her eyelashes signalling her excitement. She ran her hands over Justin’s broad back, warmth, and happiness filling her heart.
This was a happiness she had never experienced before.
The moonlight, like a white veil, gently shrouded them, adding an ambiguous touch.
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Charlotte patted Justin’s shoulder, sounding somewhat tired as she spoke.