Fled With CEO’s Twin Babies by Sherri Roman

Chapter 283 Mr. Rumba

In the dead of night, Joe suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He turned on the bedside lamp, and what appeared in his mind was the scene from his dream just now, Charlotte stood at the door of the Clinton mansion, and smiled at him. “I don’t feel any excitement or attraction at all.”

Although it was just a simple word, it was like a steel nail piercing into the bone marrow. It seemed that there was no wound, but it hurt him all the time, oozing out of pain from the bone.

At this moment, the cell phone next to his pillow turned on.

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It was a message from Sir Smith. In the photo, he and Ben Anna were smiling happily at the camera.

Joe curled his lips silently, once again regretting his previous

behavior.

If he had been aware of his feelings in time back then, Ben and Anna would have grown up happily by his side all the time, right?

the phone on the pillow casually, went to the window, and lit a

she didn’t have feelings for him anymore?

could try to make

to use his rest

in the middle of the night. At this time, she was carrying a gift box to the gate of the famous University

of countless architects,

the gate of the university. On the left side of the gate, a lot of blank spaces were deliberately set up, and most of them were filled,

silently withdrew her gaze; she would definitely leave her own work at the gate one

door of Rumba’s office familiarly, Charlotte quietly

the documents, glanced up and found that the person standing

already forgotten

Rumba threw the pen in his hand heavily

most spiritual among all his students, as long as she could stick to architecture design, she would definitely leave a name in the history of architecture in the future. But unexpectedly, Charlotte went to start her own company before he had time to

sordid merchant and was tainted with the smell

reason why Rumba got

“I have to go back to inherit the family business… Rumba, think about it, if I had money,

have a lot of excuses. If nothing you build, I’ll deal with you.”

worry, I’ve designed the Holiday