Charlotte pouted. "You said before that it's only right for you to help me because I'm your wife. I didn't deny it."
"So?"
"I'm very grateful to you for saving Sheryl. If you don't mind, I'm willing to marry you."
Mind?
How could he mind having her?
He couldn't wait to bring her back to his side.
Charlotte could tell that he was moved. She hesitated for a moment before moving forward to kiss him.
This seemed to be the first time she took the initiative to kiss him.
Unexpectedly, before she could touch Shane, he had already stepped back. His long finger pointed at her lips.
Charlotte was puzzled. She looked at him with a slightly injured expression.
It was obvious that he was interested in her, but now he turned her down. She couldn't help thinking of the past, the inexplicable divorce agreement, and his unforgettable past.
"I'll marry you."
"Okay." She agreed.