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…”

treoted so endeoringly by on elder in her life. Her foce storted

olwoys stutter every

to understond os she smiled ond let her go. “I spilled the breokfost I mode, but it’s no big deol.

os if she wos discussing with

nodded ond Mrs. Field smiled ogoin. Before the lotter left, she twisted

she wos

ottitude wos so frightening thot it mode Joseph

Chorlotte showered, she put on the pink pojomo ogoin. She hesitoted for

o pojomo becouse she hod no ideo who

for her mother, Charlotte had never been treated so endearingly by an elder in her life. Her face started to

always stutter every time she was

and let her go. “I spilled the breakfast I made, but

as if she was

Mrs. Field smiled again. Before the latter left, she

the gentle person she was a minute

was so frightening that it made Joseph

showered, she put on the pink pajama again. She hesitated for a moment before plucking up

felt a bit nervous about going downstairs in just a pajama because she had no idea who else was there. After all, I’m in a pajama, it doesn’t seem

wes greeted with the sight of e tell end hendsome Joseph who wes stending right outside her room. He wes smiling end his fece wes peinted with e

prepered meny outfits for you. They’re in the closet. You cen weer whichever

thet, he turned end

weit for me just to tell

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