Chapter 561 Charmine thought that things would be alright so long as she dragged out the time, but as she stared at the confident Anthony, she felt as though she had somehow fallen into his trap.
Would she end up marrying him anyway if he did as promised, fixing everything with Annabel in half a monthâs time?
This all seemed too sudden...
âCan I take back my words?â
âYouâve said it yourself, so youâll have to keep it.â Anthonyâs lips curled up, watching her dumbfounded face.
Charmine was stunned silent.
Whatever. They could negotiate on the matter when the time came.
If he could fix everything within half a month, well... It was not a bad thing, no.
She did not dwell on it any longer as she turned to walk inside the room.
Suddenly, she remembered that Chris was still inside the wardrobe!
Instantly, she walked over and opened the wardrobe door. Inside the wardrobe, Chris had already turned around and changed his sleeping position. He was curled up, hugging a pillar inside the wardrobe.
Charmine knelt down and tried to carry him, but she realized that he gripped onto the pillar so tightly that it almost seemed as if his arms were glued on it. It was impossible to pull him out of the wardrobe.
She frowned, but just as she was about to think of other ways to remove him, Anthony stood behind him and said, âDonât mind him. Heâs rather insecure when he sleeps, so he usually clings to something. If you wake him up by force, he might cry or even have seizures.â 2 Charmine was terrified and hastily retracted her hands.
The Jordans would surely be awoken if Chris woke up and cried, or even had seizures, and it surely would not help Charmine as she would feel terrible.
Luckily, her wardrobe was a big luxurious one; it was 80 centimeters wide and was a few meters long. The small Chris sleeping in it would not feel too stuffy.
She rolled out a blanket on the floor, just in case Chris rolled off the wardrobe. She also pulled open the glass wardrobe door before standing up.
After fixing Chris, she looked at Anthony. âWait till around one in the morning. Iâll send you out through a small passage when everyone is asleep.â
Small passage?
Anthony frowned. He was President Bailey, but why did it seem like she disregarded his high-profile identity? Was he such an embarrassment to her? 1 Still...
His eyes darkened as he answered, âOkay. Iâll take a rest.â
With that, he walked to the bed and removed his shoes. He then laid on the bed.
It felt off to Charmine, but she paid no mind to it. She had used up a lot of brainpower, and she was rather tired.
With that, she set an alarm for lam before sitting on the sofa and shut her eyes to take a nap.
Anthony frowned at the sight, and he lowly called out to her, â Come here.â
Charmine opened his eyes and looked at him, perplexed.
âItâs not like we havenât slept together before,â sassed Anthony. â Why make a fuss?â 1 Charmine was flabbergasted at his words.
They were purely sleeping, so why did it sound strange coming from him? 1 Charmine did not move, the wheels in her head still turning. Anthony stood up.
âIt seems that you want me to carry you over.â
âNo need! â Charmine jumped up hastily. She quickly walked toward the bedside. 1 Charmine did not want Anthony to carry him. Instead of being passive, it was better for her if she took the initiative. 1 Watching her lying beside him, Anthonyâs lips curled up. He took her phone and remotely turned off the lights in the room.
Instantly, the door turned pitch black.
Charmine was strangely nervous. Even after sleeping with him countless nights, her heart would beat frantically every time they had close contact.
She was unlike her usual self in front of Anthony.
She turned around and faced Anthony with her back.
Anthony then silently turned off her alarms and hugged her from behind.
Charmineâs body instinctively stiffened as his large hand landed on her waist.