Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 1835

The rain gradually stopped.

Inside the living room of Landry Mansion, Jim was perched on the sofa as he stared a t the laptop placed in his lap.

All of a sudden, the front door swung open.

A furious Charlotte stomped in from outside, drenched from head to toe.

When he heard the sound of the door opening and Charlotte's footsteps, Jim lifted his head to glance at her impassively.

The rain had ruined Charlotte's delicate makeup. Her false eyelashes had fallen off, and her eyeliner was smudged, staining her face with black streaks that made her look horrifyingly ghastly.

Her white dress was also drenched by the

rain, sticking onto her body and making her look even more unkempt.

Jim raised his brows questioningly. "What happened?"

Charlotte removed her jacket angrily and wiped her face with a towel that one of the servants had handed her. "For some reason, there were many cars on the road i n this dreadful weather, and all of them were on the road I was traveling on!

"Someone crashed into our car, and since the driver was busy dealing with it, I decided to hail a taxi and get home myself.

"However, for some reason, there wasn't a single taxi in sight."

The rain was so heavy that it rendered Charlotte's umbrella utterly useless. The rain splattered all over her, making her look like she had just emerged from a pool.

Seeing how haggard she looked, Jim let out a sigh and stood up elegantly. Then, he took the towel from her and started drying her gently. "Why are you in such bad luck today?"

Charlotte could not help but soften at Jim's gentle behavior and tone. She bit her lip and said pitifully, "I don't know either.

There shouldn’t be many people entering the city from the north in this dreadful weather, but for some reason, there were so many cars on the road coming back that it caused a massive traffic jam, and one car even bumped into us.