That night, Charlotte slept soundly. When she woke the next day, her head felt heavy as if someone had filled it with lead.

Turning around, she glanced at the bed. Louis was gone.

She stiffened for a second before jumping to her feet. “Louis? Louis!”

“I’m here,” came Louis’ voice from the bathroom.

When Charlotte turned around, she found him walking out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist as he dried his hair.

It seemed like he was much livelier than the night before. His fever had broken, and there was a healthy blush on his face. Even a sweet smile was on his lips as he enthusiastically greeted, “Good morning, Charlotte!”

 

“Put on your clothes.” Charlotte frowned and turned away from him.

However, not only did he not put on his clothes, but he even hugged her from behind. He kissed the tip of her ear and murmured, “I knew it. You still love me.”

 

she pushed him

this again?” Louis asked, confused by her action. “You were so passionate last night,

her eyes flicked to the messy

you asking about

“I just want to get her to

tidy up this place. Not to mention we’ve

asked, not planning to reveal anything

was in the room?” Louis froze before a look of embarrassment crossed his face. “No wonder she was

of it from the fever last night, so I didn’t notice her there. Please

morning?” Charlotte asked instead,

did.” He nodded as he pointed at the desk. “When I woke up, she was sleeping sprawled on the table. Once she realized I was awake, she hurried over, but I

go back to my room to

her bag and turned to

you still have me in your heart, why don’t we stop fighting? We’re going to be

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255