Chapter 560


    Chapter 560 The Stimtion of the Drug


    Since their reunion, Joe had been trying his best to make up for past mistakes.


    She couldn’t forgive Joe on behalf of the past Mia, but she, as the future Charlotte, could attempt to


    forgive him.


    Charlotte gazed deeply at Joe, not saying a word.


    Joe had long anticipated this oue and smiled faintly, “It’s fine…”


    Before he could finish his soothing words, Charlotte’s hand gently hooked around his neck.


    The ces where their skin met were like scorching magma, suddenly searing Joe, igniting the swirling


    emotions in his


    eyespletely.


    No one knew the tumultuous waves that were coursing through his heart at this moment. After losing it


    all, the second


    chance he had received made him breathe a bit lighter, fearing that a rash move would awaken the


    person in his dream.


    “I love you, Charlotte.”


    Almost devoutly, Joe uttered these words, not even giving Charlotte a chance to react before deeply


    kissing her.


    This time, he no longer restrained his desires, honestly following the deepest longings of his heart,


    ravaging and


    plundering Charlotte without restraint.


    In the end, Charlotte had even fallen into a deep slumber,pletely unaware of what she had


    experienced.


    The next morning, Charlotte woke up feeling sore all over her body.


    The wild memories ofst night rushed into her mind like a tide, and Charlotte stood frozen in ce.


    If it weren’t for the stimtion of the drug, she might not have been so reckless…


    She let out a light sigh and covered her face with her hands.


    Enter title…


    Despite being a mother who had given birth to two children, Charlotte still felt a sense of


    embarrassment.


    She lifted the covers and nced at herself; she had been cleaned up, and she was now wearing


    comfortable clothes.


    Charlotte looked around and found that Joe seemed to have disappeared.


    She blinked, then slipped on her shoes and headed downstairs.


    As she entered the living room, she found the dining tableid out with an array of breakfast items.


    There was bacon and


    sausages, onion soup, and dumplings, among others. It could be said that there was a wide variety of


    choices avable.


    Charlotte walked into the kitchen with a wry smile and, as expected, saw Joe’s back as he cooked.


    “Mr. Smith, are you nning to host a breakfast party?” she teased.


    Hearing her voice, Joe turned with a soft smile, “Charlotte.”


    Charlotte nodded, her initial shyness dispelled by the spread of breakfast on the table. She gestured


    towards the nearby


    table, “It’s just the two of us eating. Isn’t this a bit extravagant?”


    Joe nced at the table and asked, “Don’t you like it?”


    Charlotte hesitated, “It’s not that…”


    “You just need to pick what you like to eat,” Joe indulgently smiled at her and then lightly kissed her


    forehead.


    Watching him, Charlotte blinked. Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang. She quickly said, “I’ll go get the


    door.”


    Without giving Joe a chance to stop her, Charlotte hurriedly left the kitchen like a startled rabbit.


    She opened the door and found an unfamiliar man standing there.


    “Who are you?” Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    Charlotte looked at him with confusion, and the man smiled, revealing his eight white teeth, “Seeing


    you so energetic now,


    the toxins in your body should be mostly eliminated.”