No one spoke in the carriage. It was so quiet that Charlotte could hear her own heartbeat.
Although she didn't know why, she could sense that Leandro didn't like her talking about divorce.
Words spoken; water spilled.
What's said is said, she couldn't take it back.
Charlotte gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and leaned her face forward, "I'm sorry, I misspoke. Maybe you could hit me to let off some steam?"
Watching her lean over, Leandro suddenly wasn't angry anymore.
He raised his hand and tugged at his collar, "Don't want to fight."
Didn't want to fight, wanted to kiss.
Dark pupils stared at that luminous white face, Leandro swallowed slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, he just felt somewhat hot.
"Huh?"
Charlotte opened her eyes, glanced at him, saw that his expre
