Chapter 44 Ms. Russell, Do You Like it?
Whether out of gratitude or Frederick's charm, Charlotte wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
Frederick stared at her, the desire in his gaze making Charlotte's whole body hot. She mustered the courage to ask, "Shall we continue?"
Frederick suddenly leaned in.
He advanced, and she retreated. Charlotte was forced to lie back, barely supporting herself with her elbows.
She didn't dare look at Frederick. Her eyes lowered, and her long lashes cast shadows under the light like small fans.
He grabbed one of her hands and pressed it against his handsome face, letting her feel it. "Ms. Russell, do you like it?"
Charlotte's eyes widened, and her face suddenly turned red.
Frederick nudged her with his nose, confidently saying, "When we're together, I don't know who's taking advantage of whom. You look like you really want it."
"I do not! I want to sleep." Charlotte dove under the covers.
Frederick seemed a bit disappointed.
In fact, he had been busy for days and was already very tired. He was just momentarily stirred by the sight of Charlotte in a black shirt, but after the interruption, he lost interest.
He packed up the medical kit and got into bed. Since he wasn't used to having someone else there, he simply pulled Charlotte into his arms, intertwining their fingers.
Charlotte, trapped in his embrace, didn't dare move.
She thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but with the steady sound of his heartbeat, she quickly drifted off. That night brought her the best sleep she'd had in days.
When she woke up, it was already eight in the morning.
She sat up abruptly and saw that Frederick was already up, standing by the bed and tying his tie.
He was in a dark blue shirt and gray trousers and looked mature and handsome.
Frederick saw she was awake and naturally said, "I need to head out soon! You can go back home during the day and pack up. I'll pick you up later tonight."
Charlotte softly said, "Wouldn't it be better if I came over when you need me?"
Frederick smiled faintly. "It's more convenient for you to stay here."
He was busy with work, and it would be too much trouble to pick her up when he was in the mood.
Charlotte didn't argue further.
At that moment, faint sounds of housework came, and the aroma of food wafted from outside.
Charlotte was a bit surprised.
Frederick noticed her expression and explained, "It's Jessica! She comes over every morning for four hours to make breakfast and clean up. It won't affect your daily life."
Charlotte nodded.
She got out of bed to help him with his tie.
Charlotte's fingers were nimble, and the tie looked good.
Frederick couldn't help but ask, "Did you always help Ethan with his tie?"
Charlotte felt a pang in her heart.
Actually, she often practiced by helping her dad with his tie. Ethan didn't like her touching him; he always kept his distance.
Charlotte softly protested, "Frederick, can we not mention him in the future?"
Frederick didn't continue, pointing to a paper bag on the nightstand. "Cherie brought this over early this morning. Besides clothes, there's also a set of underwear. Try them on."
Charlotte's face grew hot. She couldn't imagine what Cherie thought.
Frederick lightly pinched her cheek. "Are you shy again? It's just the passion of love between a man and a woman; no one will say anything."
With that, he walked out of the bedroom.
Charlotte, blushing, took the clothes to the bathroom to change. The clothes fit well, and even the underwear size was correct. The thought that Frederick provided the size made her even more embarrassed.
In the spacious dining room, Frederick was drinking coffee and reading the financial news.
Besides his law firm, he had other businesses, but most were managed by professional teams and didn't require much of his attention.
Charlotte came out of the bedroom.
He looked at her for a while before saying, "You look great."
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