Female Novel
Chapter 1331
Chapter 1331
Emily looked a bit puzzled. Squinting for a moment, she asked, “So, you’re saying I should try to accept
Martin?”
Charlie’s face suddenly stiffened, and he spat out angrily, “I shouldn’t have protected you that day, I
should’ve just watched as Sherry laid into your
He was seething, and he downed half a glass of booze in one go.
Emily turned away, her lips pressed tightly together.
Charlie spotted her trying to suppress a giggle, and realizing that Emily was teasing him, he couldn’t
help but chuckle along.
Jonathan and Estelle returned from the balcony, smiling and saying. “It’s getting late. Ella and I are
going to hit the hay; you guys should too.”
Emily blushed slightly, deliberately asking Charlie in Estelle’s presence, “Are you planning to crash in
the guest room?”
Charlie looked up. “Didn’t I bunk in the master bedroom last time?”
Well, that just made things a heck of a lot more complicated!
Jonathan, still smiling, took Estelle’s hand, and they left.
Emily saw Jonathan and Estelle out, feeling a bit miffed. She didn’t look at Charlie but went straight
back to her room.
Charlie was feeling a bit antsy. He wanted to have a smoke, but he picked up a cigarette and then put it
back down.
After a while, Emily came out with a bathrobe, placed it on the arm of the sofa, and said, “Go take a
shower!”
After she said that, she bent down to start tidying up the poker cards and wine glasses on the table.
Emily’s eyes were slightly lowered, her profile was soft, and her lips were moist and soft, even without
lipstick, they glowed under the light.
Charlie was even more edgy, trying to make conversation: “Why haven’t you used the lipstick I gave
you?”
Emily turned to look at him, thinking he was blaming her for wasting his gift. She quickly said, “I couldn’t
wear makeup when I was pregnant, I’ve gotten used to going bare-faced now!
In Charlie’s mind, she looked better this way than any lipstick color could make her, but he said, “You
can wear makeup now, go get it and try it on.”
Emily frowned. I’m going to sleep; why would I put on lipstick?”
“I’m not sleepy, I want to see if the lipstick I gave you looks good. Go get it.” Charlie’s voice was low,
and his gaze was soft.
Emily bit her lip slightly and got up to get the lipstick.
There were eight colors in total. Emily took them to the bathroom, looked at her face in the mirror, and
was about to pick a color when suddenly she saw Charlie’s handsome face in the mirror.
Charlie approached, looking at Emily’s reflection in the mirror.
The two of them looked at each other in the mirror. Emily blushed first, lowering her eyes.
Charlie bent down, arbitrarily picked a lipstick, turned Emily around, tossed the sparkling cap aside,
and held her chin, ready to apply the lipstick for her.
Emily’s eyes flickered, and she immediately backed away, her voice trembling slightly. “I can do it
myself.”
“Don’t move!” Charlie held her face with his finger, tilted his head, and applied the lipstick to her lips, his
expression focused and gentle. “This is the first time I’m doing this for a woman, you need to
cooperate, or I’ll get it on your face, and I’ll definitely laugh at you.”
Emily leaned against the sink, looking around, but didn’t dare look at his face; her heart was pounding.
Charlie’s hand was gripping her face tightly. The heat from his fingers felt like it was going to set her on
fire.
“Are you nervous?” Charlie suddenly lowered his head, his eyes deep and teasing. He whispered, “I
understand if you’re nervous about kissing, but I’m not kissing you now. Why are you still holding your
breath?” novelbin
There was a flash of panic in Emily’s eyes, followed by a bit of annoyance. “Are you doing this on
purpose?”
“For what?” Charlie pretended to be confused.
Emily felt like she was going to cry. “Charlie, what do I have to do for you to let me go?”
“If I let you go, who’s going to let me go?” Charlie’s eyes gradually cooled.
Emily’s eyes were slightly red, tears were beginning to well up. She choked out, “I was wrong!”
“Too late!” Charlie’s eyes were filled with indifference, he chuckled, a touch of wickedness in his
expression: “Emily, it’s too late; every woman who’s messed with me, none of them ended well!”