Charles’ POV:
Grandma’s operation was successful.I believed that she would soon regain consciousness.
But ever since that fateful day, I hadn’t seen Caroline again, and I couldn’t get through to her.
from the inside…..I was starting to get anxious.
My migraines had becoming more and more frequent these past few days.
The stabbing pain broke my nerves, and it felt like my brain was being cracked from the inside.
I really wanted to see Caroline, so I’d asked Samantha to make up an excuse to ask her out for me.
While I was driving, my phone rang.
It was from Corey.
"Charles, Adam Wilson wants to broker a partnership with me."
I pondered for a moment and replied, "Tell him that you agree to work with him.Let’s see what he’s
planning to do."
Perhaps pent up by failing to frame Caroline last time, Adam could no longer remain calm.
That bastard was always a big threat to her.
The only way I could feel relieved was to get rid of that asshole for good.
Caroline’s POV:
During the afternoon, I went to Samantha’s clinic for a follow-up consultation.
"Caroline, you’re here!" Samantha greeted me warmly.
I nodded and gave her a smile.
Upon seeing the coat that used to be in the backseat of Charles’ car was now on her chair, my heart
stopped.
Conflicted, I asked, "Samantha, that coat…"
She smiled back at me and explained, "I accidentally left it in Charles’ car that night.He said that he
likes seeing me wear this coat."
Bitterness filled my heart.
I tried to remain casual about it and just said, "You seem to have a good relationship with him."
"Well, we do get along fine," she answered.
Not long after, I sat on the sofa.
"Does Charles think along the same lines?" I asked.
Samantha sat across me.She had a beautiful oval face and bright eyes.
Unlike those pretty yet flighty women, she was well-mannered and classy.
Today, she was wearing a professional outfit.
She wore a white shirt and a tight black skirt, which accentuated her already incredible figure.
The way she sat made her look even sexier.
It was then that I remembered the lace underwear I saw in the backseat of Charles’ car that day.
‘It probably looks good on her.And Charles probably likes it too" I thought with disdain.
"Caroline, you seem to be avoiding Charles lately. Would you like to talk about it?"
I took a deep breath first and said, "I promised my dad that I wouldn’t meet with Charles again."
"So… your relationship is officially over, huh?" she asked.
Her words left me stunned.
Are Charles and I really over?’ I had asked myself the same question over and over.
Still, I didn’t know how to answer it.
Thus, I just told Samantha, "Maybe."
"In that case, I have something to tell you, Caroline."
Samantha stood up, sat next to me, and held my hand.
"I’ve fallen in love with Charles.I’m hoping that I can get your blessing, Caroline."
This time, my mind went blank.
Not only was Samantha my therapist, she was also my savior.I had always regarded her as a close
friend.
‘Should I give her my blessing?’ I wondered.
I had no idea that when or how I left Samantha’s clinic.
But by the time I gathered my composure, she and I were already sitting in a private room of a bar.
There were other men and women in the room, and I knew none of them.
Based on how they interacted with Samantha, they seemed to be her friends, "Samantha, I hear that
your new boyfriend will be coming tonight.Is it true?"
"Samantha’s other pursuers are going to cry out of jealousy."
"You know, I do wonder what sort of man was able to win Sam’s heart."
"Oh, stop it, guys! He hasn’t even acknowledged me as his girlfriend yet."
Samantha appeared to be delighted.
Meanwhile, I was just sitting in a corner, drinking some beverages.
Having heard their conversation, I was confused.
‘Samantha’s new boyfriend? She just told me that she’s fallen in love with Charles.How could she have
a new boyfriend already?’ Just then, the door opened from outside.
"Charles!"
Samantha sprang to her feet and approached him.
Everyone else stood up as well.I turned my gaze towards the man as well.
The bright light inside the room illuminated him.
Even though he was just wearing a plain white shirt, he still looked charming.
Charles was simply excellent.
The second he showed up, he already captivated everyone’s attention.
Even the girls who were singing stopped what they were doing and surrounded him.
"Is he Samantha’s new boyfriend?"
"Whoa! He’s so good-looking!"
Charles swept his eyes across everyone’s faces until his eyes met mine.
Subconsciously, I averted my gaze from him.
It turned out that Samantha’s new boyfriend was Charles.I didn’t even say hello to him.I just continued
drinking in silence.
A girl next to me nudged me with her elbow and asked, "Why don’t you say hello to him?"
"I don’t know the guy," I replied lightly.
"Everyone, let’s enjoy the night, shall we?" Samantha told everyone to sit down and then she turned to
Charles.
"Charles, why don’t you sit next to me?" she asked.
I lowered my gaze and stared at the floor.
All of a sudden, a pair of black leather shoes appeared before my eyes.
Even without looking up, I knew it was Charles.
For a moment, I felt awkward.
"Bro, do you mind if I sit here?"
Though Charles sounded laidback, people found it hard to refuse him.
The young man sitting on my right moved aside and said, "Of course, bro.Go ahead."
"Thank you," Charles replied.
There were so many empty seats, but he had to sit next to me.
Samantha was the protagonist of the night, and Charles was the deuteragonist.
Everyone toasted him and wanted to talk to him.
With every passing moment, more and more people approached him.
Later on, it became even more crowded.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "Guys, can we squeeze over there a little?"
Thereafter, I found myself squeezed tightly next to Charles.
The dress I wore today wasn’t short, but while I was sitting down, the hemline of the dress had been
pulled up above my knees, revealing my snow-white thighs.
At this moment, Charles’ hand was casually resting on his long legs.
The girl next to me accidentally pushed me, causing the back of Charles’ hand to brush against my
thigh.
My whole body froze.
I felt as though the part of my skin that he touched was burning.
But it seemed like Charles was completely unaware of what happened and was just listening to the
people next to him.
I’d been dreading to move his hand away, but I restrained myself, for I didn’t want to touch him at all.
I wanted to stand up and change seats, but before I could even get up, Charles leaned over to grab a
glass of wine on the table in front of me.
He was so close to me that I could feel his breath.
Even while he was sitting in a place like this, his fragrant natural aroma lingered.
It smelled so clean and fresh.
If I were to move even an inch forward, the tip of my nose would brush against his face.
I could even sense that many of the women present were looking at me with envy, including Samantha.
"Just sitting here chatting is kinda boring, isn’t it? Let’s play a game!" someone suggested.
"Let’s play spin the bottle, shall we?" I nose Right after I heard the name of the game, I understood
what was about to happen.
It was a naughty game.
"The two people who gets pointed at by the bottle have to kiss.Of course, if anyone refuses to accept
the kiss, he or she can choose another form of punishment.That person will have to drink three shots of
liquor in a row!"
The girl who proposed the game seemed really excited.The rest of the party were riled up.
"Remember, nobody is allowed to quit.Charles, you have to play with us!" said another woman.
Based on my understanding of this man
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