Chapter 601

When Charlize thought about how Spencer had deceived her so he could dry her hair, she couldn’t help but feel her heart flutter.

For the next few minutes, she sat at the dressing table, staring into space.

It wasn’t until she heard a knock on the door that she returned to her senses and patted her burning cheeks. She quickly picked an outfit from the wardrobe and changed into it.

Even after a while, she still hadn’t finished putting on her winter outfit. In fact, her sweater accidentally got caught in her hair clip, causing her to panic even more and messing things up further.

Spencer had been waiting by the door for a while. Seeing that the door was not opened, he frowned and knocked again.

“Charlize?”

Minutes passed, and he still didn’t receive a response. “I’m coming in now, Charlize.” He couldn’t help but take out the other copy of the keycard and open the door.

Hearing that, Charlize ran into the bathroom and shut the door.

The room was quiet. Spencer thought she hadn’t woken up. However, when he went in, he noticed she wasn’t on the bed.

“Charlize?”

“I’m getting dressed,” replied Charlize in embarrassment.

Her sweater was caught in her hair clip, and she couldn’t tug it away. When she heard Spencer entering, she hid in the bathroom, hoping she could deal with it herself.

Spencer stopped moving toward the bathroom. He placed the breakfast in his hand on the table and waited for Charlize on the couch.

During dinner last night, Charlize had set up multiple alarms on her phone, including one for half past seven.

Charlize struggled for over a dozen seconds in the bathroom but still failed to get her sweater off. She was so angry that she wanted to tear the sweater apart, but its quality was much better than she had expected. It couldn’t be torn.

Her ringing phone outside didn’t help with her agitation. After a few seconds, the alarm finally stopped.

Charlize sighed in relief. A moment later, she heard a knock on the bathroom door.

“You’ve been in there for almost five minutes, Charlize.”

Through the sweater, Charlize saw how funny she appeared in the mirror. I don’t think I can remove this sweater by myself.

Without any choice, she opened the door.

Once the door was opened, Spencer lowered his head and saw Charlize standing before him with a sweater over her head. “My sweater got stuck on my hairpin.”

Although he couldn’t see her expression, he could tell how aggrieved she felt through her tone.

Smiling, he pulled the sweater up and spotted the hairpin.

He removed the hairpin as well as the yarn stuck onto it one by one.

“It’s done.”

The suffocating feeling of being wrapped tightly in the sweater disappeared. Charlize raised her head and met her black eyes.

Thinking about what had just happened, she wished the ground could swallow her whole. “I-I don’t know why it got stuck.” God, this is so embarrassing.

Spencer patted her head. “Come, have breakfast.”

Charlize was dying not to acknowledge what had transpired. Upon hearing that, she dashed out with a red face.

She glanced at the breakfast Spencer had bought on the coffee table and checked the time. It’s still early.

After breakfast, they headed to Juliette’s place. Her parent’s home wasn’t far from the hotel. They only needed to travel around seven hundred meters on foot.

By the time the couple reached their destination, Juliette had started putting on makeup.

The moment Charlize walked in, Shanny and Molly hugged her. “Are you well-rested?”

Charlize glanced at the two, thinking her roommates were acting strangely but couldn’t pinpoint what was out of place. “I am.”

“Today’s Juliette’s wedding, which makes me wonder about something. Is your wedding with Spencer happening soon?” asked Molly.

Charlize blushed. “W-What are you talking about?” I’ve only been with Spencer for less than two months. Do people’s relationship progress that quickly nowadays?

Charlize talked a lot with Sophia. While she couldn’t learn to be as assertive as Sophia, she was more emotionally intelligent.

Indeed, she had been in love with Spencer for many years, but she didn’t want to marry him solely because of that.

She wanted to be sure they were suited for each other in all aspects, which seemed to be the case so far.

Seeing how shy Charlize was, Shanny couldn’t help but giggle. “What are you shy about? You’ve been in love with Spencer for years. Now, he even has a successful career. Don’t you think your marriage with him is just a matter of time?” Shanny paused before looking down at Charlize’s abdomen. “Besides, you’ll be safer once you’ve gotten married.”

They were aware of Charlize’s family background. As impressive as Spencer was, he might not be good enough for Charlize in her family’s eyes.

A family like the Johnson family absolutely wouldn’t allow premarital pregnancy.

However, young couples often had difficulty controlling their lust for each other.

Charlize had a feeling that there was a hidden meaning behind Molly’s and Shanny’s words. Of course, she was certain they didn’t mean anything bad by it because she didn’t feel any malice in those words.

Still, she felt embarrassed, so she quickly changed the topic. “Is Juliette done with her makeup? I want to look at the bride!”

Then, she stepped past her friends and entered Juliette’s bedroom.

Juliette’s family was quite affluent. Her father was an executive in a corporation, and her mother was a university lecturer.

Her parents only had one daughter. Naturally, they would provide her with the best they could.

Apparently, her parents had bought this house so they could keep her company during her university entrance exam. When they purchased it, it cost over eight thousand. After she graduated, the price rose to over thirty thousand. It was quite a worthwhile investment.

The house, with three bedrooms and a living room, was a-hundred-and-forty-square-meter large. Juliette’s room was fitted with a tiny walk-in closet, which was where her wedding dress was stored.

Her stylist was handling the dress at that moment.

Charlize had only seen the dress in pictures before. When she looked at the real thing, she was stunned by its beauty.

Through the mirror, Juliette noticed Charlize was rooted to the spot. She chuckled. “Pretty, isn’t it? Does this make you want to get married too?”