Ethan, busy in the kitchen, felt her gaze and turned around abruptly.
Charlotte didn't have time to look away, and their eyes met.
Ethan saw the hint of regret and nostalgia in her eyes.
His brows were knitted slightly, his eyes fixed on hers.
A trace of the embarrassment of being caught in the act emerged on Charlotte's face, and she unnaturally shifted her eyes away.
Ethan frowned even tighter. He put down the kitchen utensils in his hands and walked towards her.
"What's wrong?" he asked, his voice always calm and low.
Charlotte smiled slightly and shook her head gently. "Nothing. I just suddenly thought of something."
"What's it?" Ethan asked, standing in front of Charlotte.
He was tall and was standing while Charlotte was sitting. When Ethan stood in front of her, she sudde
