Chapter 14 A Small Cat
Charlotte lowered her head for a while and said softly, "I don't admit my mistake."
Nelson smiled. His eyes, which were always dark and silent, became so shiny and dazzling that people dared not look directly at him.
"What you did today is not wrong, "Nelson said, "But you are just too softhearted."
Charlotte glanced at Nelson and quickly lowered her head. She whispered, "They... although what they said was very malicious, there's no need to cut off their tongues."
Nelson narrowed his eyes with interest and said, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
Charlotte immediately shook and said, "I'm still... afraid."
Nelson laughed and said, "Are you hoping me to die soon so that you can be free?"
Charlotte's round and wet eyes widened, like an ignorant young deer in the forest. She said, "I never think so. Mr. Clark is very kind to me."
She didn't lie. Nelson, who was known as a fierce man, treated Charlotte well when compared to her father Jonathan.
Nelson looked at Charlotte's watery lips with his deep and shining eyes. Her two small lips were as tempting as rose petals with dewdrops hanging on them.
His slender fingers pinched Charlotte's soft and tender hands and said, "Since I'm kind to you, what should you call me?"
Charlotte's face turned red, not knowing what to call him. "Husband" seemed to be old-fashioned and there should be something younger. Just like Jonathan, he had more skincare products than Charlotte to stay young.
Being stared at by Nelson, Charlotte's face became increasingly red. Her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word.
Nelson sneered when he heard this.
Charlotte felt nervous, but in the next second, the man grabbed her wrist forcibly again. She let out a cry of surprise and was dragged to sit on his legs.
Charlotte's cheek pressed against Nelson's hard and warm chest, and she could even hear his heartbeat and light breathing.
The man's slender fingers pinched her small chin, forcing her to lift her head, "Are you lying?"
Charlotte's cheeks were totally red and she dared not look at Nelson's eyes. Her slender eyelashes kept shaking, "I... I..."
"What are you?" Nelson lowered his head and almost said in her ear, "Don't you tell me the truth?"
Her white and tender earlobes were like a plump pearl, slightly red, which looked very tempting. Perhaps sensing his gaze, Charlotte trembled slightly, as if she were a small cat that was so afraid.

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