Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 110 Shit! It's Getting Uncontrollable

Chapter 110 Shit! It's Getting Uncontrollable

Charlotte was still absent-minded on the way back to the Oswye Community. Waylon asked, "Ms. Lopez, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Charlotte shook her head as she replied, "I'm fine. It's just that I can't figure something out."

Waylon immediately understood what was bothering her, but he didn't say much about this. Instead, he reminded her, "Oh, Mr. Lopez, Mr. Clark is already back."

Charlotte's eyes lit up and she asked, "Is Mr. Clark back?"

Waylon was amused by her reaction. It seemed like Ms. Lopez hadn't realized that she was very dependent on Mr. Clark now.

"Yep. He arrived two hours ago."

Charlotte pressed her lips, feeling a bit excited and a bit restless.

She wanted to ask Nelson if he had something to do with Samantha's change in attitude, but she was afraid that Nelson didn't know anything about this matter and that her secret would be exposed if she asked him about it... However, except for Nelson, who else would protect her like that? And that person even proved her innocence in front of many students...

As they were talking, they arrived at the Oswye Community.

Carrying her big schoolbag, Charlotte walked into the house and found Cora was doing the cleaning. Cora greeted Charlotte with a smile when she spotted her, "Ms. Lopez, you're back."

Charlotte nodded and asked, "Where is Mr. Clark?"

"He's upstairs," replied Cora. She then suddenly thought of something and walked into the kitchen and then walked out with a bowl of soup. "Please take this bowl of lotus-nuts sweet soup to Mr. Clark. It's beneficial to eyes and mood."

Charlotte put down her schoolbag with a nod and took the bowl of soup from Cora.

Nelson was in the study.

Charlotte knocked on the door and Nelson looked up and said, "Come in."

Charlotte put the bowl of soup on the desk and said, "Cora asked me to bring this to you."

Nelson replied with a grunt. He then rested his chin on one hand and began to look Charlotte up and down. Then he suddenly spoke, "Kid, didn't you cry because you missed me so much?"

Charlotte immediately blushed and stammered, "Nah... I... I didn't cry..." She paused and then asked as she thought of something, "Did you come back because of my call?"

Nelson looked at her with a meaningful smile. He didn't answer the question.

Charlotte lowered her head. She had thought too highly of herself. She was not an important person, so how would Mr. Clark especially go back for her? Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

But she felt very satisfied at a second thought.

It would be fine as long as Mr. Clark was back. She felt very secure when he was back.

Nelson suddenly reached out to clasp Charlotte's wrist and pulled her to sit down on his lap before she reacted. Being caught off guard, Charlotte subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck and stared into his eyes dumbly.

His eyes had a special black color and there seemed to be a touch of red color in the depth of his black pupils. His eyes looked extremely beautiful and his eyelashes so long that she thought she could even put some matchsticks on them. Yet he gave people a sense of sharpness.

However, right at this moment, his eyes were filled with smiles, which somehow reduced his sharpness. And there was a hint of tease in his eyes.

He spoke slowly, "Kid, I stood the president up because of you. How could you treat me like this?"

Charlotte, who was captivated by his handsomeness, was dumbfounded when she heard the words. She stammered, "Pre... President?"

Nelson grunted lazily and rested his chin on her shoulder, saying, "I came to Oakwood Province for a meeting."

Charlotte asked nervously, "Then... Will there be any trouble since you left in advance? Will Mr. President get mad at you?"

"Of course, he will." Nelson didn't even blush, pant, or blink when lying to this innocent kid. "It has a very serious consequence, but I still went back overnight to comfort my Lottie."

Charlotte was about to cry. A blush of shame appeared on her fair cheeks and she bit her bottom lip hard. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called you."

There was already a sob in her voice.

Nelson realized that he had gone too far, but he also found his Little Lottie looked so beautiful when she cried. After appreciating her for a while, he finally spoke, "Actually, it's not that serious. I'm happy that you called me when you were sad."

Charlotte's tears finally fell. She looked at him with her eyes teary and her soft voice sounded more attractive as she sobbed, "But... But...I'm sorry..."

Nelson thought to himself, "Shit. It's getting uncontrollable."

He coughed and said, "You don't have to feel so sad. It's no big deal, really. I left when the meeting was about to come to an end."

Charlotte wiped away her tears and asked, "Really?"

"Of course. It's real."

Charlotte finally felt relieved. She choked with sobs, "Please... Please don't do this again."

Nelson replied, "Well. I promise."

He withdrew a tissue and wiped away Charlotte's tears, asking, "Were you aggrieved? How?"

Charlotte finally remembered why she came to find him. She pressed her lips and asked, "Don't you know it?"

The tricky Nelson looked righteous as he questioned, "How will I know if you don't tell me?"

Charlotte replied, "I thought you did that."

She then told him about Samantha and asked, "Weren't you the one who had helped me?"

Nelson replied with a smile on his handsome face, "What do you think of it?"

Charlotte answered, "I have no idea."

"Then stop thinking about it?"

Nelson suddenly stood up, startling Charlotte. Luckily, she had experience with this. She hugged his neck more tightly in a hurry and hooked her legs around his waist. Then she asked in a low voice, "What... What do you want to do?"

Nelson replied, "Go downstairs for dinner."

Charlotte asked dumbly, "Haven't you eaten?"

It was almost 8 o'clock at night. And at usual times, he would have dinner at about 6 p.m.

Nelson looked down at her and replied, "I didn't eat. I was waiting for you to have dinner with me."

Charlotte felt warm in her heart.

No one had waited for her for a meal, except for her mother and maternal grandfather.

They had many dishes for dinner, including pan-fried yellow croaker, braised meatballs in brown sauce, pork ribs with fermented black beans, pork with preserved vegetables, braised chicken, braised duck with shredded konjac, and seaweed and ham soup. Charlotte favored pork ribs with fermented black beans and seaweed and ham soup very much and ate two bowls of rice.

As she was so full, Nelson took her to the garden for a walk before allowing her to go back to her room to do her homework.

Looking at Charlotte's back, Waylon asked in confusion, "Mr. Clark, why didn't you admit that you'd helped Ms. Lopez?"

Nelson was silent for a long while before replying, "She's afraid of me."

Waylon looked confused.

Nelson looked down at his wristwatch and said, his cold voice drifting in the air, "I don't want her to know about those filthy measures."

Waylon was stunned for a while. Then he immediately understood.

Mr. Clark didn't want Ms. Lopez to fear or stay away from him because of this matter...

Nelson asked, "How are those people?"

Waylon replied in a low voice, "Samantha and Owen have been jailed. And Freya... We've dealt with her."

Nelson replied coldly, "Make it clean."