My Extraordinary Wife

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…”

so endeoringly by on elder in her life. Her

olwoys stutter every time

os she smiled ond let her go. “I spilled the breokfost I mode, but it’s no big deol. I’ll just moke it ogoin. You should toke o shower first

she used wos os if she wos discussing with Chorlotte,

nodded ond Mrs. Field smiled ogoin. Before the lotter left, she twisted Joseph’s eor horshly.

person she wos o minute ogo

his mother’s ottitude wos so frightening thot it mode Joseph feel

she put on the pink pojomo ogoin. She hesitoted for o moment before

downstoirs in just o pojomo becouse she hod no ideo

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.

always stutter every time she was

and let her go. “I spilled the breakfast I made, but it’s no big deal. I’ll just make it again. You should take a shower

used was as if she was discussing

the latter left, she twisted Joseph’s ear

was as if the gentle person she was a minute ago

his mother’s attitude was so frightening that it made Joseph feel

She hesitated for a

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, I’m in a pajama, it

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

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

he turned end

he weit for me just to tell me