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.

snow-white skin together

distracted by this image that he didn’t notice what was in front of

thud reverberated through

reflexively fell back a couple of steps but bumped into Charlotte, who was

body weight came crashing down on

coma for such a long time, Charlotte’s body was already very

vision faded

only wanted to send the man off... How

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

matter how good his physique was, he

himself off of Charlotte but fell

the next

Field had made some porridge and various light dishes. She went

she decided not to

held the tray in her hands and felt wonderful

her own, but because their family was a dual-career family,

in their home, it

wore, was pink

on the door and was met with silence,