The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1778

What does gene mutation have to do with anything?

“My wedding started at ten,” Charlotte said, tipping her chin toward the clock on the wall, her voice relaxed and casual. “Newell, what time is it right now?”

Newell checked. It was exactly noon.

“There was something on the way here. I got held up,” he replied, letting out a small sigh, a helpless smile tugging at his lips.

“Something more important than coming to your apprentice’s wedding?” Charlotte leaned back and looked away, sounding completely unbothered. “Don’t push your luck, Newell.”

He just watched her, quietly, eyes so dark and deep you could fall into them, with the faintest smile still lingering on his mouth.

When she realized he wasn’t snapping back, Charlotte felt thrown off. She turned and stared straight at him. “Why aren’t you talking back?”

Normally, Newell never let her have the last word. She’d say one thing and he’d shoot off ten more. He actually seemed to enjoy arguing, even if he always lost eventually.

“Today is about you,” he said, voice gentle, smile easy and refined. “Charlotte…”

“Hmm?” She looked up, catching a weird vibe from him. Her expression grew serious. “What is it?”

He locked his gaze on her, all that hidden affection flickering in his eyes before he blinked it away. When he spoke, his voice was low and rough. “Are you really sure you want to marry Anthony?”

Charlotte frowned and waved her finger in front of him. “You got a problem with it?”

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