My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 492

He couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. If her face weren’t so disfigured, this girl would probably be very pretty, right?

God isn’t good at all.

Charlotte wiped away her tears and began to focus on her lollipop.

She looked exceptionally serious when eating her lollipop. It felt as if the lollipop wasn’t a piece of candy, but her career.

It was the first time Joseph had seen someone treat a lollipop this way.

The room was extremely silent. Charlotte didn’t speak, and Joseph didn’t know what to say.

Joseph sat quietly for a while, then when he saw that Charlotte had stopped crying, he stood up awkwardly and said, “I’m returning to my room. If there’s anything you need, I’ll be next door.”

Charlotte nodded before standing up and following behind him wordlessly.

Joseph was confused, “Hmm?”

What’s happening?

However, he was too embarrassed to ask. Every now and then, his gaze drifted to the young maiden beside him. After secretly looking at her for some time, his face turned bright red.

It wasn’t obvious when she was sitting on the bed, but now that she was up and about... Joseph realized that Charlotte was wearing a pink Hello Kitty nightgown. Maybe it was because she was too thin, but he felt that the nightgown was hanging loosely on her body, especially the part at her chest area. Joseph was a tall man, so when he glanced over, he was able to take in just about everything under her nightgown.

skin together

by this image

loud thud reverberated

couple of steps but bumped into Charlotte, who was following

came crashing

very weak. How was she supposed to withstand the weight of a 183-centimeter

vision faded and she

send the man off...

Joseph felt light-headed. As streaks of light blinded him, he fell to the ground and knocked his head

physique was, he

teeth and tried to remove himself off of Charlotte but

the next

light dishes. She went upstairs

made yesterday, so she decided not to let the servants

held the tray in her hands and felt wonderful seeing the breakfast

own, but because their family was a dual-career

there was another girl in their home, it

wore, was

on the door and was