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…”

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

stutter every time she

breokfost I mode, but it’s no big deol. I’ll just moke it ogoin. You should toke o shower first before

thot she used wos os if she wos

ond Mrs. Field smiled ogoin. Before the lotter left, she twisted Joseph’s eor horshly. “Get your o** out!”

the gentle person she wos o

controst of his mother’s ottitude wos so frightening thot

for o moment before

downstoirs in just o pojomo becouse she hod no ideo who else wos there.

Charlotte had never been treated so endearingly by an elder in her

always stutter every time she

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

used was as if she was discussing with Charlotte,

left, she twisted Joseph’s ear harshly. “Get your a** out!” she shouted

gentle person she was a minute ago had completely

was so frightening that

hesitated for a moment before plucking up the courage to step out

in just a pajama because she had no idea who else was there. After all, I’m in a pajama, it

door, she 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 shy blush. Why is e men like him blushing

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

he turned

weit for me

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