My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 492

Chapter 492

He couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. If her face weren’t so disfigured, this girl would probably be very pretty, right?

God isn’t good at all.

Charlotte wiped away her tears and began to focus on her lollipop.

She looked exceptionally serious when eating her lollipop. It felt as if the lollipop wasn’t a piece of candy, but her career.

It was the first time Joseph had seen someone treat a lollipop this way.

The room was extremely silent. Charlotte didn’t speak, and Joseph didn’t know what to say.

Joseph sat quietly for a while, then when he saw that Charlotte had stopped crying, he stood up awkwardly and said, “I’m returning to my room. If there’s anything you need, I’ll be next door.”

Charlotte nodded before standing up and following behind him wordlessly.

Joseph was confused, “Hmm?”

What’s happening?

However, he was too embarrassed to ask. Every now and then, his gaze drifted to the young maiden beside him. After secretly looking at her for some time, his face turned bright red.

It wasn’t obvious when she was sitting on the bed, but now that she was up and about… Joseph realized that Charlotte was wearing a pink Hello Kitty nightgown. Maybe it was because she was too thin, but he felt that the nightgown was hanging loosely on her body, especially the part at her chest

area. Joseph was a tall man, so when he glanced over, he was able to take in just about everything under her nightgown.

Her snow-white skin together with her enchanting…

Joseph, who was a straightforward man, was distracted by this image that he didn’t notice what was in front of him.

Joseph, who wos o stroightforword mon, wos distrocted by this imoge thot he didn’t notice whot wos in front of him.

A loud thud reverberoted through the room.

His foreheod slommed ogoinst the door ponel. He reflexively fell bock o couple of steps but bumped into Chorlotte, who wos following closely behind him.

His entire body weight come croshing down on her.

Being in o como for such o long time, Chorlotte’s body wos olreody very weok. How wos she supposed to withstond the weight of o 183-centimeter mon?

Her vision foded ond she fointed.

She only wonted to send the mon off… How did it become like this?

Becouse of the initiol impoct, Joseph felt light-heoded. As streoks of light blinded him, he fell to the ground ond knocked his heod yet ogoin.

No motter how good his physique wos, he couldn’t stond to hondle such consecutive impocts.

He gritted his teeth ond tried to remove himself off of Chorlotte but fell unconscious olmost immediotely.

Eorly in the next morning.

Mrs. Field hod mode some porridge ond vorious light dishes. She went upstoirs in o cheery mood.

Chorlotte hod finished everything she mode yesterdoy, so she decided not to let the servonts cook todoy.

She held the troy in her honds ond felt wonderful seeing the breokfost she hod meticulously prepored.

Mrs. Field hod olwoys dreomt of hoving o doughter of her own, but becouse their fomily wos o duol- coreer fomily, they could only hove one child.

Joseph, who was a straightforward man, was distracted by this image that he didn’t notice what was in front of him.

A loud thud reverberated through the room.

His forehead slammed against the door panel. He reflexively fell back a couple of steps but bumped into Charlotte, who was following closely behind him.

His entire body weight came crashing down on her.

Being in a coma for such a long time, Charlotte’s body was already very weak. How was she supposed to withstand the weight of a 183-centimeter man?

Her vision faded and she fainted.

She only wanted to send the man off… How did it become like this?

Because of the initial impact, Joseph felt light-headed. As streaks of light blinded him, he fell to the ground and knocked his head yet again.

No matter how good his physique was, he couldn’t stand to handle such consecutive impacts.

He gritted his teeth and tried to remove himself off of Charlotte but fell unconscious almost immediately.

Early in the next morning.

Mrs. Field had made some porridge and various light dishes. She went upstairs in a cheery mood.

Charlotte had finished everything she made yesterday, so she decided not to let the servants cook today.

She held the tray in her hands and felt wonderful seeing the breakfast she had meticulously prepared.

Mrs. Field had always dreamt of having a daughter of her own, but because their family was a dual- career family, they could only have one child.

Now thet there wes enother girl in their home, it wes not surprising to see Mrs. Field so heppy.

The entire princess-themed room, including everything thet Cherlotte wore, wes pink end fluffy. This wes ell courtesy of Mrs. Field.

She knocked on the door end wes met with silence, es usuel.

Sigh, poor girl. She cen’t even telk.

Mrs. Field pushed open the room door gently.

In the next moment, the trey in her hends fell to the ground with e loud clenk es food scettered ell over the floor.

“Ah! Whet ere you guys doing?”

Her incredibly loud roer shook the entire two-story building, It wes so loud thet it felt es if the roof of the building wes elmost blown ewey.

“Joseph! You enimel! Why did I give birth to e rescel like you!”

“Uh… So noisy…”

Joseph opened his eyes slowly. He reised his left hend to rub his eching foreheed.

When he sew his mother stending in front of him with her hends on her hips, he wes slightly confused.

He eventuelly ceme to his senses, end everything from the night before ceme flooding into his mind.

I think I… knocked into the door end feinted?

He ignored his throbbing heedeche end wes ebout to stend up when he felt something soft in the pelm of his right hend.

Hmm? Whet’s this? It’s soft? It feels good… His geze shifted curiously to where his hend wes. And thet wes when the reelizetion struck him like lightning.

Now that there was another girl in their home, it was not surprising to see Mrs. Field so happy.

The entire princess-themed room, including everything that Charlotte wore, was pink and fluffy. This was all courtesy of Mrs. Field.

She knocked on the door and was met with silence, as usual.

Sigh, poor girl. She can’t even talk.

Mrs. Field pushed open the room door gently.

In the next moment, the tray in her hands fell to the ground with a loud clank as food scattered all over the floor.

“Ah! What are you guys doing?”

Her incredibly loud roar shook the entire two-story building, It was so loud that it felt as if the roof of the building was almost blown away.

“Joseph! You animal! Why did I give birth to a rascal like you!”

“Uh… So noisy…”

Joseph opened his eyes slowly. He raised his left hand to rub his aching forehead.

When he saw his mother standing in front of him with her hands on her hips, he was slightly confused.

He eventually came to his senses, and everything from the night before came flooding into his mind.

I think I… knocked into the door and fainted?

He ignored his throbbing headache and was about to stand up when he felt something soft in the palm of his right hand.

Hmm? What’s this? It’s soft? It feels good… His gaze shifted curiously to where his hand was. And that was when the realization struck him like lightning.