The two people strolled down the street like an ordinary couple.
Charlotte Smith wasn't feeling well; after a few laps, she was tired out.
Robert Stephens looked at her youthful, tender face and said attentively, "Let's go back, hmm? I'll take you shopping another day."
He genuinely thought he'd been neglecting her lately because of work.
Charlotte looked at the dazzling man under the bright lights, moved her lips slightly, and softly replied, "Hmm."
Back in the car, Charlotte sipped a cup of milk tea.
The sweetness made her feel comfortable all over.
She lazily leaned against the car seat, lifting her eyes to gaze at the man's perfectly structured side profile in the driver's seat.
Robert was driving, and seeing her gaze through the rearview mirror, he dimmed the car's lights a little.
"Take a nap, and I'll call you when we arrive."
When he was gentle, he could drown every woman in the world.
When he was ruthless, he was terrifyingly cruel.
