Fled With CEO’s Twin Babies by Sherri Roman

Chapter 560 The Stimulation 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 outcome and smiled faintly, “It’s fine…”
Before he could finish his soothing words, Charlotte’s hand gently hooked around his neck.
The places where their skin met were like scorching magma, suddenly searing Joe, igniting the swirling emotions in his
eyes completely.
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, completely unaware of what she had experienced.
The next morning, Charlotte woke up feeling sore all over her body.
The wild memories of last night rushed into her mind like a tide, and Charlotte stood frozen in place.
If it weren’t for the stimulation 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 glanced 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 table laid 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 available.
Charlotte walked into the kitchen with a wry smile and, as expected, saw Joe’s back as he cooked.
“Mr. Smith, are you planning to host a breakfast party?” she teased.
Hearing her voice, Joe turned with a soft smile, “Charlotte.”