On hearing those words, Charlotte Thompson hesitated for a few seconds before eventually nodding her head.
She looked up and said, "Then you have to agree that in the future..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Charlotte found herself staring into intensely warm eyes. The man’s gaze deepened slightly and he bent down to cover her lips with his.
His tongue invading deeply, Charlotte was caught off guard. Justin Battleson’s hand held her back of her head so that she couldn’t move or even attempt to avoid him.
Charlotte’s pupils dilated slightly as the man seemed intent on stealing every breath she took, his uniquely crisp scent filling her mouth.
She closed her eyes, her mind in turmoil. She could feel her blood rushing in her body. A numbing sensation came from her chin and uncontrollably, she leaned into him.
Feeling her response, the man’s eyes lit up with joy, intensifying his actions. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel(ꜰ)ire.net
Once the kiss ended, Justin lowering his gaze to Charlotte’s faintly swollen lips that glistened slightly. He couldn’t help but smile.
Charlotte was too shy to meet his gaze and could only reproachfully say, "You’re ignoring what I’m saying again!"
Hearing this, Justin shrugged his shoulders, exuding a rare sense of grievance in his voice. "I didn’t, I promised not to kiss you in public..."
He paused slightly, his honey-colored lips curling by a few degrees. "...But, I never said anything about not being able to kiss in private."
The rationale sounded reasonable enough, and nothing seemed amiss.
But Charlotte had an uneasy feeling about it.
This is the charm of words.
Justin turned out to be a sly dog, playing word games with her! She rubbed her forehead slightly, saying: "Please go back to work, I have to prepare revisions."
Hearing this, the man made no further retort moved back to his own desk without another word.
The room was eerily quiet, filled only with the occasional sound of Justin flipping through documents and Charlotte’s pen running across the paper.
The silence made the air even more still.
It was already afternoon, the sunlight was streaming diagonally through the large windows.
Charlotte was positioned sideways to the sunlight, it fell perfectly on her profile, framing her with a faint golden halo.
She seemed to have run into some difficulty, her brow slightly furrowed, but without affecting her grace.
Justin glanced at her inadvertently, his gaze lingering on Charlotte, unable to tear it away.
The two seemed to have unknowingly become a beautiful image, a perfect picture of peaceful times.
Placing her pen down after finishing the last stroke on her design draft, Charlotte rubbed her sore neck and rolled her stiff shoulders.
She looked up at the clock on the wall.
It was time to clock off.
Charlotte exhaled heavily, she started tidying up her messy desk and stood up, seeing that the man not too far away was also getting up.
She paused for a moment and said, "Are you clocking off too?"
On hearing this, Justin nodded, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, "I can also work from home."
After moving all the files into the same folder, Justin turned his gaze and said, "Let’s go."
Hearing that, Charlotte did not say anything more, she turned and took the lead to leave.
Ever since the two announced their relationship, Justin consciously moved into Charlotte’s house under the pretense of it being more convenient to look after their child.
Charlotte knew what he was up to, but was surprised to find she didn’t dislike it and allowed him to move in.
After all, their children were delighted.