Charlette’s P.O.V. (Continued)
“You are not serious, are you?” she asked me anxiously. The look on her face was screaming the fact that she was about to cry or faint at any time.
I didn’t reply to her but gave her a knowing look.
“This… this can’t be.” She mumbled, but I couldn’t suppress that uneasy feeling in my heart.
Six months ago, Adam suddenly approached me and proposed to me. He was confident that I would say yes to his proposal, and this was what I did like a fool that I am.
I admitted that I was bewitched by….
Heck… I couldn’t say by his charm, because now when I see him, I didn’t find anything that could be counted as charming or anywhere near to this word.
I must have had some kind of vision problem back then.
“Think about it, Mona. He asked me to keep our relationship
