Chapter 101 Couldn''t Handle You
Chapter 101 Couldn''t Handle You
Waylon happened toe in with some people carrying a set of tea utensils. When he saw
Charlotte''s flustered expression, he froze in confusion and asked, "Ms. Lopez, what''s wrong?"
Charlotte saw Waylon and finally breathed a sigh of relief. She stopped in her tracks and asked in
puzzlement, "Where am I?"
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Only then did Waylon realize that Charlotte must have been startled upon waking up in an
unfamiliar environment. Heforted her, "Weren''t you the one who mentioned not wanting to stay
in the old mansion? That''s why Mr. rk had everything moved over here this morning."
Charlotte was taken aback, "...What? He moved everything over here?"
Waylon instructed the people to ce the tea set properly and smiled as he said, "Yeah, this is a
vi owned by Mr. rk in Oswye Community. The area isn''t very big, but it should be enough for
two people to livefortably... Mr. rk has gone out, so shall I show you around?"
Charlotte nodded and whispered, "...He actually arranged everything so quickly."
Waylon said, "Mr. rk always keeps his promises, and moreover, this is just a simple thing for
him."
He nced at Charlotte''s bare feet on the carpet and said, "Oh Ms. Lopez, you should put on some
shoes. Mr. rk would me me if you catch a cold."
Charlotte blushed slightly. Feeling embarrassed, she went back to her room and came out wearing
slippers.
There were still people moving things around in the house. Waylon didn''t mind, and he continued to
show Charlotte several rooms, "The room you just woke up in is yours. Mr. rk''s room is across
from yours, and they both have en-suite bathrooms. The other rooms are a study, a collection room,
and a storage room. The guest rooms are upstairs, and there''s also a sunroom up there, which is
perfect for enjoying the sun in spring and winter. Additionally, there''s a gym and an entertainment
room, but they''re not used often."
Standing on the third floor, Charlotte looked downstairs and saw that the vi had a small courtyard
with a lot of precious flowers and a few fruit trees. Her favorite was the grapevine with a swing
hanging from it.
Waylon said, "Mr. rk had it specially made for you. But your health isn''t great right now, so you
shouldn''t be exposed to the wind."
Charlotte nodded and asked, "Is there someone who regrly takes care of this ce?"
"Yes, theye about once a week, usually around ten o''clock. So, they won''t disturb you. Besides,
there are only two servants here who attend to things. They''ve been with Mr. rk for a long time
and usually stay in their own rooms when they''re not busy."
Charlotte whispered, "Mr. Colton, you don''t have to be so formal with me."
Waylon smiled as he knew that Charlotte wasn''t used to him using formalnguage, so he said,
"Ms. Lopez, if you''re curious, feel free to explore around."
Charlotte nodded and asked, "When will Mr. rk be back?"
"Well, can''t say for sure," Waylon replied. "Mr. rk went to the military department for a meeting
today."
Nelson returnedte, and Charlotte had already taken a shower and was ready to sleep. She just
came out of the kitchen with a ss of milk when she saw Nelson, the tall man, walk into the living
room.
"Hey, you''re back," Charlotte greeted with a soft smile and whispered, "Have you eaten?"
Nelson nodded, "Do you feelfortable here?"
Charlotte immediately nodded, "It''s great here."
"If you need anything, just ask Waylon," Nelson said as he took off his windbreaker and draped it
over his arm. There was some weariness in his eyes, "Is your health better?"
Charlotte replied, "Yeah, I''m fine now. Are you feeling unwell?"
"Nah, I''m fine," Nelson''s expression seemed cold. But when he was facing Charlotte, he
suppressed his irritability. He gently patted her head and said, "Go back to your room, and go to bed
after drinking the milk."
Charlotte looked up, and was only able to see his sharp jawline. She obediently nodded and went
back to her room as told.
As she opened the door to her room, she heard the sound of a ss being smashed on the floor,
and it frightened her to the point that she trembled a little.
...Mr. rk seemed to be in a very bad mood.
Charlotte pursed her lips and entered her room. After finishing her milk, and washing up, shey
down on her bed, and was torn between going out to check on him or not. But when she thought
about the blood she sawst time in Malus Garden, she became timid. So, she could only hug her
pillow, and softly recited a few lines of calming words for Nelson, even though he couldn''t hear.
Then, she fell asleep.
The next morning, Charlotte woke up to the urging of her rm clock. Sunlight seeped through the
half-drawn curtains and fell on her face, making her squint before getting out of bed.
After tidying up, she went downstairs, where Nelson was already sitting at the dining table. The
housekeeper, Paisley, had prepared breakfast. Charlotte cautiously nced at Nelson and greeted,
"Good morning, Mr. rk."
"Hmm," Nelson set aside the documents in his hand. "Let''s eat."
Breakfast consisted of muesli, buns, milk, and ham sandwiches, which were all rtively light.
"Did you sleep wellst night?" Nelson asked.
Charlotte replied, "Yeah, quite good."
"Well, that means you''re okay with any bed, huh?" Nelson chuckled softly, "I was actually thinking, if
you insist on your old bed and end up knocking on my door in the middle of the night, whether I
should open the door for you or not."
Charlotte''s face turned red in shyness instantly, "Hey, I... I won''t knock on your door in the middle of
the night, okay!"
"Oh, how bad!" Nelson casually sipped his muesli, "After all, I''m not a jerk. If you really dide, I
wouldn''t open the door for you either... But to make it up to you, I could''ve given you a ride to
school... if only you hade."
Charlotte was speechless. Why did she feel like she was the one at fault for not insisting on her old
bed...
"But I know how to be flexible," Nelson lifted his eyelids. The sharp curve of his eyes was like a
knife, which carried a cold glint that could kill, but they were softened by the teasing glint in his
eyes. He unexpectedly became somewhat gentle, "Hmm... You call me ''Sir'', and I''ll give you a ride
to school, alright?"
Charlotte was truly speechless with his words.
Why did she feel like she was being taken advantage of every day?
"Ah, you''re too busy... No worries, you don''t need to give me a ride," Charlotte blushed as she
ced the spoon in her hand down and whispered, "I... I''ll go first."
Nelson grabbed her wrist, "Is it that difficult to call me ''Sir''?"
Charlotte kept her head down and didn''t say anything as her ears turned red.
"...Well, I really can''t handle you." Nelson held Charlotte''s wrist as they walked out, "Since you''re so
adorable, I''ll still give you a ride to school even if you don''t call me ''Sir''."
At this moment, Charlotte felt like she should say something, so she racked her brain and managed
to squeeze out a sentence, "...Th-thank you, Mr. rk."
Oswye Community is closer to Srnya High School. When Charlotte arrived, it was still quite early,
and Eloise and Nichs weren''t there yet. However, to Charlotte''s surprise, Cecilia, who was
known for always arriving at the ss at thest minute, was already sprawled on the desk.
Charlotte was curious, "What''s wrong with you?"
Cecilia raised her eyes and nced at Charlotte, "You''ve recovered?"
"Yeah, I''m fine already. It wasn''t that serious though."
Cecilia smiled and pulled her chair to sit beside Charlotte. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "I
heard Daphne and Dawson both got expelled."
Charlotte paused for a moment, "Oh, really?"