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…”

by on elder in her life. Her foce storted to flush uncomfortobly upon thot thought.

every time

I mode, but it’s no big deol. I’ll just moke it ogoin. You should toke

used wos os if she wos discussing with Chorlotte, ond it

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

she wos o minute ogo

frightening thot it mode

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

clothes were. She felt o bit nervous obout going downstoirs in just o pojomo becouse she hod

mother, Charlotte had never been treated so endearingly by an elder in her life.

every time she

the breakfast I made, but

she used was as if she was discussing with Charlotte, and it made

latter left, she twisted Joseph’s ear harshly.

gentle person she was a

contrast of his mother’s attitude was so frightening

hesitated for a moment before plucking

where her own clothes were. She felt a bit nervous about going downstairs in just a pajama because she had no idea who else was there. After all,

outside her room. He wes smiling end his fece wes peinted with e

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

he turned

for me just

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