Charlotte and Sebastian emerged amid the vibrant park, brimming with individuals indulging in leisurely activities and picnics, while others sauntered about. The scene was a delightful feast for the eyes on a pleasant Saturday afternoon.Charlotte's spirits were instantly lifted by the lively atmosphere. "I'm delighted we came," she beamed as she gazed up at Sebastian, noting their significant height difference. Despite Charlotte regularly teasing him about his towering stature, Sebastian never acknowledged his height.The two made their way towards the designated picnic spot that Sebastian had arranged. As they walked, Charlotte couldn't help but notice the attention Sebastian garnered from girls, who stared and gossiped about him. However, he seemed unfazed by their antics. After all, he was used to this level of popularity, with girls flocking to him just as they did to Lucas. But why did he choose to be with her? Charlotte couldn't comprehend why a wealthy and handsome man like
Sebastian's fists collided with Lucas's face as he yelled, "How dare you, Lucas!" The sudden burst of violence left everyone in shock and disbelief.Fury overtook Lucas as he held his stinging jaw and spat out blood. Immediately, the sight of blood infuriated him even more, and he pounced at Sebastian, delivering an even harder punch. "You fucking bastard!" he yelled as Sebastian staggered from the impact.Tears welled up in Charlotte's eyes as she reached the chaotic scene. "Please stop, guys, please," she pleaded, grasping Sebastian's arm.But it was too late, as Lucas punched him again and the two began physically fighting, catching the attention of onlookers, who had to physically intervene to separate the two.Sebastian continued to struggle against those holding him back, his voice booming as he exclaimed, "How dare you try to ruin Charlotte's life? Haven't you done enough?!"In response, Lucas growled, "Shut the fuck up, bastard! Did she say I ruined her life?" He tried to brea
Charlotte remained silent as she realized she had divulged too much already. "I'm leaving," she retorted, threatening to stand up and depart. But Lucas halted her once again."Was that what Uriel told you that day? The day you refused to talk to me about what she told you?" Lucas seethed, gripping Charlotte's hand tightly."Let me go, Lucas," Charlotte struggled, evading his gaze."I don't understand why this girl won't give up," Lucas muttered to himself, avoiding her gaze and speaking barely above a whisper. But Charlotte heard him."Give up? Aren't you two engaged? she called you her fiance" She retorted fixating her eyes on him, hoping he would deny it and make her feel like she had misunderstood."No, Charlotte. And I'm not getting married to her either. She just has this delusion in her mind. You shouldn't listen to anything she tells you," he tried to convince her.Charlotte brushed off her emotions as if his words did not affect her. "Well, I don't care," she said, freeing her
"Hop in the car. I'll drop you off," Lucas said with a smirk as a song hummed in the background.Charlotte immediately put up a hard exterior recalling how he had ignored her all day. And now he wants to give her a ride home? Not a chance."No, thank you," she grumbled, walking away.But the car followed her slowly. "Come on, Charlotte. Don't be difficult," he insisted."No, I can take the bus. You don't have to bother," she resisted, wearing a stern look and avoiding his gaze as she walked away.But Lucas was not one to give up easily. "Charlotte come on, get in. It's getting late," he insisted, stopping the car and getting out to open the door for her, ushering her to get in.She hesitated for a moment, knowing that he wouldn't leave her alone unless she gave in. So she got in the car.As they drove, silence hung between them. Lucas sneaked glances at her, but Charlotte kept her eyes fixed outside the window, hoping to get home soon and be rid of him."I'm hungry. Let's grab dinner,
Charlotte's face was slowly overtaken by a smile, unable to contain her surprise at Lucas' gesture - he had bought her a shoe. She took it out to examine it, and to her amazement, it was the perfect size. How did Lucas manage to get it right without her even mentioning her shoe size? Then it dawned on her, remembering how he had helped soothe her legs by applying aspirin. That must have been the clue, she thought to herself.Her smile widened at the realization that this was the first time someone had given her a gift that she truly needed. With work keeping her occupied, she had neglected to take care of herself and replace her worn-out shoes.But as her excitement bubbled up inside her, she couldn't help but feel anxious. Why did Lucas buy her a shoe? Was it just a kind gesture or was there something more? She tried to push away these thoughts, but they kept nagging at her, causing a mix of emotions to flood her mind - confusion and excitement swirling together.When it was time to
In the late afternoon, Charlotte found herself mopping the floor, but her thoughts constantly drifted to her encounter with Ms. Vanessa earlier. She couldn't help but feel agitated and question what Ms. Vanessa meant by ensuring she got kicked out. What was she plotting against her? These thoughts consumed her as she desperately sought answers.This woman, Ms. Vanessa, was much worse than Ms. Elora. Charlotte couldn't comprehend why they had a problem with her, as she wasn't trying to come between Lucas and anyone else; if he truly wanted them, he would be with them. She didn't understand why they felt the need to throw themselves at him, or why they were taking their disappointments out on her when they get rejected. But her confusion only grew as she remembered Lucas's attempts to kiss her earlier that day in the elevator, and even the night before. What did he want from her? Why couldn't he just leave her alone? He seemed to bring nothing but trouble into her life. Was this what S
Lucas immediately pursued Charlotte, disregarding Monica's presence. He called out to her from behind, but she paid no attention, consumed by anger.As Charlotte approached the entrance, Lucas grasped her hand, halting her. "Let go of me, Lucas!" she shouted, avoiding his gaze as her eyes welled up with tears."Charlotte, please calm down and listen to me," Lucas pleaded, pulling her close so she could no longer avoid his gaze. "I brought you here, allow me to take you home."Despite his grip, Charlotte continued to resist, "Let me go! I have no desire to hear anything you have to say," Charlotte fought against his grasp."Then at least let me take you home," Lucas insisted, still holding her hands. Their eyes met for a moment, and Lucas noticed the tears welling in hers. He tried to wipe them away, but Charlotte pushed his hands away."Don't touch me!" she choked out. "So all your kind gestures were just out of pity for me?" she accused."Charlotte, what are you talking about? Don't
Charlotte stormed into his office, her face seething with anger. However, Lucas seemed entirely unperturbed as he was engrossed in his documents, completely oblivious to her presence. She stood there, studying him intently and simultaneously scanning his office for any clues that would indicate whether he and Vanessa had something going in the office, but to no avail.Frustration only mounted as she clenched her fists and continued to stare at him, questioning if the kiss they shared had any significance to him. Was everything he said to her last night just a ploy to lead her on? Tears threatened to spill as she struggled to find the answers.Finally, Lucas looked up from his papers and noticed Charlotte, a faint smile playing on his lips. This only provoked her further, her confusion growing as she tried to decipher the meaning behind his smile. All she knew was that he was toying with her emotions."Charlotte... How was your night—" Lucas began, but before he could finish his sente