Chapter 50 Do Whatever You Want
Frederick returned to the car just as Charlotte finished her shopping.
She carried the bags into the car.
Frederick glanced at the items in her hands and asked casually, "What did you buy? You took such a big bag."
"Two pairs of indoor slippers and two bathrobes."
Women love shopping, even for the most mundane household items; they just can't resist browsing.
Frederick took a look. "Matching sets?"
Charlotte blushed. "No! I noticed you only had white ones."
To break the tension, she changed the subject. "Weren't you going to buy medicine? Did you get it?"
Frederick's gaze deepened.
He looked at her for a long time, then slowly took out two boxes from his pocket and placed them on the center console. The familiar words on them made Charlotte regret it soon. 'Why did I ask?'
Frederick was really bad, usually very serious, but privately very open.
Charlotte couldn't help but think, 'Does he often have such relationships?'
Frederick slowly drove into the apartment parking lot. Ethan, who had been following them, naturally couldn't follow inside. He parked outside and sat quietly alone.
He had followed them all the way and saw Charlotte get into Frederick's car. He saw her walk into a home goods store like a wife and Frederick buy two boxes of condoms!
Was he planning to be intimate with Charlotte tonight?
Ethan suddenly pounded the steering wheel, causing the black sports car to emit a piercing horn sound. Passersby looked at him as if he were crazy.
Ethan didn't care at all. He only knew that he had lost Charlotte, and she might already be in Frederick's bed, being fully possessed by him!
Charlotte was unaware of the competition between the two men.
She followed Frederick back to the apartment, and as soon as she put down the things, Frederick casually instructed, "Jessica isn't here tonight. You make a simple dinner."
Charlotte didn't know how others treated their mistresses, whether they had to cook, but she was grateful to Frederick and willing to do anything for him.
She was very good at cooking, and the food she made was delicious.
Frederick was quite surprised.
He sat down, took a few bites, and looked up at her. "Not bad!"
"Thank you." Charlotte also ate in small bites. Taking advantage of his good mood, she said, "I need to go to Michael's house to teach Sophie later."
Frederick frowned.
He had agreed to this, but he wasn't too happy that she wanted to go out to work just after moving in.
And he had bought condoms.
Frederick said lightly, "Take a cab there, and I'll pick you up if it's late."
Charlotte didn't dare let him pick her up and said proactively, "I'll take a cab back myself."
Frederick didn't insist. Their relationship didn't need to be too close.
After dinner, he went to the study to handle business.
Charlotte cleaned up the dishes, did some simple cleaning, and then noticed Frederick standing at the study door with a cup, looking at her thoughtfully.
He said lazily, "You're quite diligent. I thought I had found a nanny."
Charlotte wasn't stupid; she guessed he was annoyed.
She obediently walked up to him, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips. "I'll keep you company when I get back."
"How do you plan to keep me company?" He sipped his coffee and asked teasingly.
Charlotte's face turned red again. She mustered up the courage and said cheekily, "However you want, I'll do as you say."
Frederick's gaze deepened.
He chuckled. "Alright, go ahead!"
He turned and went back to the study, thinking, 'That's fine! Just lying in bed to please a man is boring! Someone like Charlotte can actually bring some anticipation!'
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