Charlotte hadn't expected Elizabeth to be so sensitive, she felt guilty and didn't dare to reply to Elizabeth's messages anymore.
She sat on the bed, trying hard to recall how she had ended up in Leandro's room the night before.
She didn't seem to sleep very well last night, she had many dreams, some of which were even dreams within dreams.
Looking back now, it seemed like she had dreamt of passionately kissing Leandro!
Was it a dream that was dreamed?
She didn't kiss Leandro while holding him last night, did she?
The more Charlotte thought about it, the more scared she became. She didn't even know she was such a fierce woman!
Forget it, forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.
Let this matter be in the past!
Having relieved herself for a while, Charlotte's stomach issue
