Chapter 3 The Sun on the Scar

Chapter 3

The sun on the scar

Although Charlotte was still in a daze, she knew in her heart that the reason why this man could say this was to let her stay in the Conley family. The beginning of her plan went very smoothly.

"My husband is sleeping with me." Charlotte shook her hands and was about to hug him.

"Is it stupid to have an irregular mind?"

Conley Crack slowly walked to the big bed and sat down. "Okay, I'll sleep with you."

"Boom!" This was not what Charlotte thought. If she said it casually, would he take it seriously?

She couldn't say anything when she just opened her red lips. She could only clap and cheer. It was really lifting a stone to hit her feet.

Conley Crack took her into his arms and fell on the big bed in the next second.

Although Mrs. Margret frowned with dissatisfaction, she finally closed the door and left.

There were only the two of them left in the big room. What... what should they do?

The most important thing was that Conley Crack's restless big hand fell on her waist.

"This man is in poor health, but in some aspects... he is so lecherous."

For Charlotte, she just wanted to seize this opportunity to leave the Dakota family. She didn't want to sacrifice anything else. How could she refuse this man at this time?

"Aren't you dumb?" Conley Crack pinched her chin and gently lifted their eyes to meet.

"Wendy, they all call me Little Mute. No one wants to be my friend. I used to be a policeman. Later, Dad took me home and told me that as long as I married my husband as a bride, I would speak. Because my husband is the best doctor. Dad didn't lie to me." Charlotte held his face and began to smirk.

It was true that a fool was really stupid, but a good-looking one was also really good-looking. Especially such a smile was refreshing.

"Is my husband that good?" This woman called him "husband" sweetly.

"Well, my husband is the best."

"Who doesn't know how to lick? As long as I coax this man well and let her stay in the Conley family, everything will be easy."

"Since you're such a nice husband, is there any reward? Did your father tell you what you want to do with your husband?" Conley Crack's playful smile was imprinted in her eyes.

It was obvious that she was mute, but she would return to normal overnight. Was she really out of her mind or... she couldn't help but be suspicious. He wanted to find out what was going on.

He also wanted to know what the Dakota family was up to.

All of a sudden, Conley Crack pressed her under his body. His big hand grabbed her waist so hard that she could not move.

Charlotte looked at him and blinked her eyes blankly.

But deep in his heart, he was already surging.

She had never had such intimate movements with a man before. The man's breath hit her, and her cheeks were hot. His big hot hands touched her skin, and her heart beat wildly.

"Charlotte?" He picked up her hair and called her gently.

She had never known that her name could be so beautiful.

Her slender body slid down from her ear to her collarbone.

She came back to her senses in a few minutes. "Bastard, a stinky man, a smelly rogue, even taking advantage of mental patients."

What should she do?

If she refused, she would be exposed if she pretended to be stupid. If she let such a man do whatever he wanted, the result would be terrible.

Charlotte shook her head and said stupidly, "Wendy, Dad told me that my husband is in poor health and wants me to move up there. I, I will. I am very powerful."

After that, she pushed Conley Crack away directly. The next second, she sat on top of him, and her whole body kept pressing down.

"Ah!" This woman was so strong!

It was Charlotte.

Conley Crack's face darkened in an instant, and he instantly pressed down on her waist. "Don't move, I'm going to be broken by you."

Charlotte blinked her eyes and looked confused. "Honey, is it wrong to do this?"

"No, I want..."

When she heard the word "I want", she lashed out twice.

Fine, I'll give it to him if he wants it! Pervert!

Eh!

Conley Crack was really going to be killed by her.

This woman didn't know how to behave properly. She didn't care about his life even though she knew his identity. She couldn't think of anything else except for her mental illness.

Maybe Mute was really an accident.

"Honey." Charlotte tilted her head and shouted.

"Enough. Come down and sleep." His words were simple and direct.

It's done!

"Honey, are you sure you don't want it? I'm very strong." Charlotte was about to start again.

"I have to scare this man once, which will save me a lot of trouble in the future."

"Go to sleep." The man threw out this sentence again.

This time, Charlotte got down from his body obediently and lay beside him.

It was always a little awkward to share the same bed.

"Where's Dakota Charles?" Conley Crack asked again.

Ha, this man was not only in poor health, but also had even worse taste. How could he care about a woman like Dakota Charles and ask about her? His heart ached for her for a second.

Charlotte did not answer him directly. Instead, she patted him on the shoulder and comforted him gently. "Honey, I don't want you. I want you. Don't feel uncomfortable, okay?"

This... this comfort... I really have to thank her.

Seeing that Conley Crack did not speak, he stroked his arm and comforted him again. "It's okay, it's okay. If you want to cry, just cry. I'll dry your tears for you. I won't tell anyone."

"Go to sleep." He closed his eyes and rested with a dark face.

Charlotte moved her body and carefully observed Conley Crack.

Looking at him like this, he really couldn't tell that he was weak.

It should be noted that three years ago, he was the only heir of the Conley Family and a famous business genius in this city. No one could match him.

At that time, it was no exaggeration to say that the woman who wanted to marry him could line up abroad.

As a result, a car accident made him lie in bed for half a year before he was lucky enough to survive. Later, he was caught in a fire. Although he survived, he was also disabled.

The position of the Conley family was superior, and there were no more legends about him in the business circle. He was weak and sick, and he could die at any time.

The women who had once surrounded him left one after another. No one was willing to marry a sick man.

He used to be high-spirited and mighty, but now...

Charlotte moved her body again and found that he had no reaction, so she continued to cough a few times.

Conley Crack did not respond. "Has he fallen asleep?"

She frowned slightly and suddenly had an idea. "Will this man pretend to be sick like me?"

Thinking of this, Charlotte put her little hand on his wrist and gently touched his pulse. Suddenly, the man's big hand grabbed her.

Damn it, this man was pretending to be asleep.

Charlotte was not flustered. Her little hands still slid to where he was, and her other little hand patted her belly. "I'm hungry. I'm hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry."

Conley Crack didn't respond. She was like a poor pet, rubbing against his body. She said in a sweet and soft voice, "I'm hungry. I have to eat something, or I'll go crazy."

Her soft and pleasant body was close to his arms, rubbing against him again and again, moving again and again, which made the man frown.