Chapter 4 Dinner in the Bathroom

Chapter 4

Dinner in the Bathroom

After the car accident, the doctor clearly said that he had lost the instinct of a man.

But now... Conley Crack endured it and suffered.

"Honey, I..."

"Woman, go eat by yourself." He turned over and said this coldly. He also coughed a few times at the same time, trying to cover up his uneasiness.

Charlotte immediately jumped out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. She patted the toilet bowl and sat on the stool, shouting, "Let's eat. I want to eat."

Eat in the bathroom? A mental patient... How did she survive in a mental hospital?

Conley Crack dragged his tired body and got up. He walked inside and pulled her little hand, his face darkening. "Let's eat downstairs. This is a bathing place."

Charlotte looked around the bathroom, tilted her head, and pouted her red lips. "There is a big table and a small stool. It's the place for dinner."

This... seems to be right.

Conley Crack did not continue. He grabbed her delicate little hand and went downstairs, then sat down at the dining table.

"This is a place to eat. I was taking a shower there just now. Do you remember?" He sat next to her and said gently.

Charlotte blinked her eyes and then clapped her hands, still giggling and shouting rhythmically, "Eat, eat, eat."

Mrs. Margret came out and looked at her with a trace of doubt. "Master Conley, what... what's wrong with her? How could she be in this state?"

"I'm not a fool. I'm just sick and have some mental problems. Sometimes I'll go crazy. You're not allowed to scold me, hum." A woman explained seriously.

"What, what's going on? When did Dakota Charles go crazy?" Mrs. Margret was shocked.

Although yesterday and today looked strange, he didn't expect that he was really stupid and his IQ was really not high enough.

Charlotte ignored him. She grabbed the steak with one hand and took a deep bite. She had no image at all. The sauce scattered on her beautiful face, and then she took another bite. When her mouth was full, she opened her red lips and explained, "I'm Charlotte, not my sister Dakota Charles."

"What?"

"Sister-in-law Margret, don't scare her." Conley Crack picked up the handkerchief at hand and wiped the dirty stuff on her mouth. His action was extremely gentle.

"How could Master Conley... feel sorry for this lunatic?"

"This, this Dakota family is obviously bullying you, Master Conley. How dare you find a lunatic to marry you? Do you really think that there is no one behind you? Do you dare to blame the Conley family for such a thing? Master Conley, wait for me to find the old master now. I will definitely give you justice." Aunt Margret angrily turned around and left.

Conley Crack reached out to stop Mrs. Margret.

Charlotte took the opportunity to grab his hand. Her face was very ugly and she looked extremely painful.

"You, you choked?" He quickly asked in a low voice.

Her cheeks puffed up and she couldn't say a word, but her tears fell down one by one.

"Don't cry, don't be afraid." Conley Crack quickly patted her back to ease her discomfort.

Charlotte smiled slyly. Of course, she was not afraid, but she was not really choked.

In fact, she just hoped that Mrs. Margret could find Old Master Conley and make a scene. The more trouble the Dakota family made, the less likely it would end. At that time, the more beneficial it would be for her, the more the Dakota family could forget about escaping.

He raised his head and glanced at the man. Conley Crack was too tolerant, wasn't he? How could he compromise after marrying a lunatic?

If it was in the past... Well, it seemed that he could not count on this man anymore.

Women should be independent!

"Are you feeling better? I heard that it would be better here. I..."

Before Conley Crack could finish his words, she snorted, and then... alas, she was really sorry for this man.

A certain man looked embarrassed. He was a neat freak. Clenching his fists, it was no exaggeration to say that the blue veins on his neck burst out.

"Wendy, my husband is dirty." She touched her chest with her little hand, picked up the steak, and continued.

In the end, Conley Crack let go of his fist and left after saying, "Eat slowly and don't choke."

Charlotte naturally wouldn't listen and continued to eat with a silly smile.

She leaned against her seat after eating her fill. Looking at the time, it had been half an hour since Conley Crack went up. Why was there no movement at all?

She slowly went upstairs and cleared her throat. "Honey, you've had dinner. I'm hungry. Let's go downstairs for dinner."

There was no response.

"Husband, husband, husband," she called out with a silly smile.

As soon as he walked to the door of the bathroom, he saw Conley Crack lying naked on the ground, and accidentally saw everything about him.

Hey, she really didn't do it on purpose.

"Honey, why are you sleeping on the ground? Don't you wear clothes?" Charlotte shouted with her head tilted.

There was still no response.

"Did the sickly husband faint?"

Charlotte always remembered the "manly" at this time. She walked inside and quickly put a bath towel on him. "My husband will be cold. My husband, why are you sleeping on the ground? Wake up, wake up."

She shook hard and pinched his shoulder with her fingertips, but the man did not respond at all. It seemed that he had really fainted.

Hey, the man's body is so weak.

Charlotte looked around and made sure that there was no one around. She took out a small pill from her pocket again and stuffed it into his mouth.

It was a matter of life and death. Without much hesitation, she covered his lips with hers.

It was P.E..

Conley Crack suddenly opened his eyes and felt that this woman's extremely weak red lips covered his. His pleasant breath came down again. He grabbed the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

"Damn it, this beast actually took advantage of me at this time. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have saved him."

Charlotte couldn't push him away directly. In the end, she bit Conley Crack hard and forced him to leave.

When Conley Crack left her lips, she still clapped her hands with a silly smile and said, "My husband is not as good as me. I'm the best at biting people. I still want to bite you."

After that, he took a deep bite on his naked shoulder.

A stinky man should learn his lesson.

Conley Crack quickly pressed down on her chin and pressed it close to her red lips. Their noses were pointed at each other.

The hot air in the bathroom was still there. Charlotte long eyelashes curled slightly, and she blinked from time to time.

This woman was really beautiful.

All of a sudden, Conley Crack's fingertips touched her red lips, and his breathing became rapid again.

What was this man trying to do?

"Only husbands are allowed to bite in this place. You are also allowed to bite your husbands. Do you remember?" His deep and magnetic voice sounded in her ear.

"This stinky man is real."

He suddenly felt so hot.

Charlotte looked up at his eyes and giggled. "Remember, I'll bite you. We are two dogs. Woof, woof."

In an instant, all the ambiguity ended in the "Woof".

"Help me up." He stretched out his big hand and looked at her.