Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 145 What a Kind and Beautiful Young Lady

Chapter 145 What a Kind and Beautiful Young Lady

"Ms. Lopez, there is a new amusement park opening near my house recently. May I invite you to play?"

"May I take you to dinner?"

Charlotte: "..." No, not a chance.

She looked helplessly at the culprit Eloise, and Eloise realized her mistake. She cleared her throat and stood in front of Charlotte. "Our Char has a boyfriend." Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Someone clueless added, "Ms. Lopez, do you mind having another boyfriend?"

Charlotte: "..." Whether I mind or not is another matter, but Mr. Clark will definitely mind, and he will kill you for minding.

Eloise finally took Charlotte to a lounge, closed the door, and let out a sigh of relief. She said, "I finally understand why you dressed like that." She sat next to Charlotte. "I'm sorry, Char. I was angry. If Leonel, that fatty, really kissed you, it would be so disgusting, don't you think?"

Charlotte said, "It's okay, I know you did it for my own good."

Eloise suddenly held her face and kissed her on the cheek. "Even though I was born straight, I am willing to be a lesbian for you."

Charlotte was confused. "What's a lesbian?"

Eloise: "..."

Eloise stared at her for a while and said, "Someone must have taken pictures of today's events and posted them on the campus website. You don't need to hide your face when you go to school on Monday. Everyone already knows."

Charlotte: "Oh."

To be honest, the bangs covering her face really obstructed her vision.

...

Cecilia said, "Damn, Lottie looks like a femme fatale."

Nicholas: "...What kind of description is that?"

Cecilia said naturally, "She looks like someone you want to...you know, a femme fatale. You get it, right?"

Nicholas said with a cold face, "I don't get it."

Cecilia sighed, "I treated Lottie as my buddy, but she didn't even show me what she looks like. I'm so disappointed in her."

Nicholas ignored her and thought, "Should I hack the campus network again?"

"..." Cecilia said, "It's useless. As far as I know, they not only communicate through the campus network, but also through thousands of WhatsApp groups. You can't stop it, so don't even bother."

After saying that, Cecilia felt a bit toothache. "But Lottie looks like this, it's really difficult. I cannot remember how many people have written love letters to her. Even if she's not an illegitimate child, admirers will still come one after another."

Nicholas: "..." I have to admit, Ms. Wesley's words are rough but reasonable.

...

After eating Cecilia's birthday cake and leaving with them, Charlotte received a call of Waylon, saying that he was already waiting downstairs to pick her up. Eloise heard that it was her cousin's voice, and quickly said, "Char! Don't tell him that you were almost assaulted today!"

Eloise said inwardly, "Otherwise, I'll lose my pocket money..."

Charlotte chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't say anything."

Cecilia didn't hear what they were whispering, but raised an eyebrow. "Did you get a new phone?"

Charlotte looked at her phone and said, "Yes, my uncle gave it to me."

Eloise said pitifully, "I also want an uncle like that. No one buys me the latest phone. So sad."

Cecilia said, "You have no ambition."

When they reached the downstairs, Charlotte bid farewell to everyone. Cecilia worriedly asked, "Do you really not want me to accompany you?"

"No need, someone is coming to pick me up." Charlotte pulled the strap of her small bag and waved as she ran towards the black car.

Inside the car, Waylon looked at Charlotte's face and twitched his eyes. He thought to himself, "She is really beautiful. No wonder Mr. Clark likes her so much."

Charlotte opened the car and immediately saw someone sitting in the back seat.

The man was wearing a smoke-gray shirt with a delicate gemstone collar pin. He had buttoned up all the buttons, revealing a slender and cold white neck. His cold eyes fell lightly on her.

Charlotte: "...Mr. Clark, why are you here?"

She got into the car and curiously looked at Nelson.

Nelson said, "We came to pick you up after the meeting."

Charlotte thanked him and asked, "Are you going to attend Ms Wesley's coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow?"

The Wesley family had sent an invitation early on, and Nelson certainly didn't have time to attend a little girl's coming-of-age ceremony. The Wesley family didn't expect him to come either; they just sent the invitation as a gesture.

"Do you want to go?" If the little beauty wanted to go, it wouldn't be a problem.

Charlotte shook her head, "No, I've already attended."

Nelson remembered that Waylon had mentioned that she was friends with Cecilia. He nodded. "Have you had dinner yet?"

Charlotte sheepishly said, "I only had a piece of cake."

Nelson instructed Ping Bai, "Go to The Aftertaste."

The Aftertaste was a private restaurant that only served twenty tables a day and didn't accept reservations. The chef finished work at four in the afternoon, and there was no room for negotiation. It was already close to seven now, all twenty tables were already booked, and the chef had already finished work. If someone heard that they were going to The Aftertaste at this time, they would probably laugh, however, with just one phone call from Waylon, The Aftertaste immediately called the chef back as if their lives depended on it, preparing to welcome important guests.

Charlotte didn't know all this, she just thought that the private restaurant was beautifully decorated with an antique style.

Nelson took the menu and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Charlotte wanted to eat seafood.

Nelson then ordered steamed butter crab, pan-fried Scampi, and a table full of delicious dishes. The feast was abundant and had a perfect combination of color, aroma, and taste.

Charlotte picked up a butter crab to peel, but before she could eat the meat, her fingertip was scratched by the hard crab shell.

"..." She looked at her wound and was about to go to the tap to rinse it, but Nelson had already grabbed her hand, frowned, and then... put her finger in his mouth.

She felt the wet and warm sensation on her fingertip, and her face immediately turned as red as a big apple.

Nelson took her finger out, looked at it, and saw that the bleeding had stopped. He coldly said, "Do you just watch the guests peel the crabs themselves?!"

The waiters trembled in fear.

"It's not their fault." Charlotte quickly said, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."

Nelson looked at her injured finger, which stands out against her fair and soft skin, and felt heartache.

Irritated, he said, "Go get some antibiotics."

The server gratefully glanced at Charlotte. Oh, what a kind and beautiful young lady!

Then the server quickly brought the antibiotics and band-aids.

Charlotte initially wanted to handle the wound herself, but Nelson insisted on personally taking care of it, saying that "a doctor should not treat themselves".