Chapter 44 The Sea
Charlotte's face was as red as a crayfish boiled in water, which was as red as blood.
She closed the drawer heavily.
Nelson looked at her back, "What's wrong? Is the size wrong? I checked it with my eyes..."
Charlotte interrupted him shyly, "No, there is nothing wrong."
She was so shy that she didn't want to talk to him at all. She quickly found a set of pajamas and mustered up the courage to take out a set of underwear randomly, then wore it into the clothes.
Nelson found something lavender and said lazily, "Baby, I would rather see you in that pink suit."
Charlotte didn't know what to say.
If she were a teapot, there must be smoke on top of her head right now.
Charlotte felt so shy that she glared at Nelson, "Stop talking!"
It was rare that Nelson was not angry when someone stared at him. Instead, he thought that Charlotte's eyes were bright and moist, which made people happy.
Charlotte quickly escaped into the bathroom.
On the washstand, there used to be only one set of toiletries, but now there was another set in elegant mint green and the towel was milky yellow. Besides, there were also facial cleanser and some skin care products. These items were so well prepared that Charlotte knew they were not prepared by Nelson himself.
Charlotte looked at herself blushing in the mirror and curled her lips.
She took a shower and put on her pajama which was a suspender dress with a suitable length that covered her knees. The light yellow color looked very warm and made her white skin even more beautiful.
Charlotte dried her hair, and when she came out, she found that Nelson had already laid down.
Charlotte consciously put some sheets on the floor. After a night's sleep, she found that the floor bed was actually quite comfortable because there was underfloor heating which was warm, and the quilt was fluffy and soft.
Charlotte wrapped herself in the quilt and wondered whether she needed to say good night to Nelson, but then she heard Nelson say, "What do your family call you?"
Charlotte was stunned for a moment. She thought for a while, frowned, and said, "They just...just call me Charlotte."
Or "vixen's daughter", "illegitimate girl", "losing money", "slut" and so on... Anyway, there were no good words, and she didn't want Nelson to know.
Nelson turned over, and his voice was a little low, "I mean, what do your mother and your grandfather call you?"
Charlotte thought for a while and said, "They call me Lottie."
Nelson laughed and said, "Why does your mother like your father so much?"
Charlotte was silent for a while, then she whispered, "I don't know..."
"Lottie." Nelson said suddenly, "Tell me a bedtime story."
This baby's name had not been called by anyone for many years. When she heard it suddenly, Charlotte straightened her back. She couldn't help showing a small smile on her face and thought that Mr. Clark was sometimes quite cute as he even wanted to listen to a bedtime story. Charlotte thought for a while, and said, "Then...what kind of story does Mr. Clark want to hear?"
"Anything."
Charlotte thought for a while. She had actually heard very few bedtime stories. The stories that she had heard were all told to her by her mom Madelyn. After her mother passed away, no one told her bedtime stories.
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