Leandro, with rare bewilderment, stared at the closed wooden door ahead. His dark eyes slowly curved, and he murmured, "Mrs. Romero, it can only be you."
The man's deep voice came through the phone, with a hint of a faint smile. Charlotte could feel her face getting hot.
Although he didn't explicitly say it, the meaning behind his words could be understood by anyone with common sense.
Charlotte couldn't help but curl her lips, and the corners of her mouth slowly stretched, as if the smile in her almond eyes was shining on the water's surface.
"Oh."
She tried hard to restrain herself and responded reservedly.
But I was still very happy.
Charlotte was afraid of laughing out loud, so she quickly raised her hand and covered her mouth.
"Did you eat?"
Charlotte, who was so happy that sh
