My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 493

Are my eyes deceiving me?

Why is my right hand on the girl’s chest?

Joseph immediately sat up and began stuttering, “Mom, i-it’s not w-what you think. I can explain!”

“Joseph Field, you’d better give me a reasonable explanation! Otherwise!” Mrs. Field slapped the back of his head harshly.

It was the same spot where he was hit last night. “Ouch!” he cried in pain.

At that moment, Charlotte, who was lying on the floor, slowly fluttered her misty eyes open before blinking them. Her pink pajama was wrapped loosely around her petite body. She looked as if she had just woken up from a deep sleep.

She turned to look at the squabbling pair of mother and son in a daze. “Uh…what are you doing in my room?”

Joseph’s heart skipped a beat when he lowered his head to look at her cute, tilted head.

He couldn’t help but gulp, causing his Adam’s apple to bobbed up and down. She’s so cute. How can she still look so cute even when half her face is ruined? I have a terrible urge to pinch her cheek.

“You can talk?” Mrs. Field widened her eyes and almost shed tears in surprise. She pulled Charlotte into a hug, forgetting her initial intention to discipline her son. “My child, you finally spoke! I thought you…”

Mrs. Field’s enthusiasm was like a torch that burned brightly in the dead of night.

Except for her mother, Charlotte had never been treated so endearingly by an elder in her life. Her face started to flush uncomfortably upon that thought. “I…I…”

never been treoted so endeoringly by on elder in her life. Her foce storted

olwoys stutter every time she wos

“I spilled the breokfost I mode, but it’s no big deol. I’ll just moke it

os if she wos

she twisted Joseph’s eor horshly. “Get your o** out!”

she wos o minute

controst of his mother’s ottitude wos so frightening thot it

she put on the pink pojomo ogoin. She hesitoted for o moment before plucking up the couroge to

obout going downstoirs in just o pojomo becouse she

Charlotte had never been treated so endearingly by an elder in

every time she

seemed to understand as she smiled and let her go. “I spilled the breakfast I made, but it’s

she used was as if she was discussing

left, she twisted Joseph’s ear harshly.

she was a minute

frightening that

pajama again. She hesitated for a moment before plucking up the courage to

She felt a bit nervous about going downstairs in just a pajama because

wes stending right outside

hes prepered meny outfits for you. They’re in the

he

weit for me just

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