Chapter 77 Everything We Leaves a Trace
How was she supposed to take responsibility for that? She didn't even know what had happened last night!
At least... at least she should have some feeling about it. "It's not..."
Nancy bit her lips hard, feeling just as wronged, "If I really did something to you last night, there should at least be some trace on the bedsheet, right? I just looked, and there's nothing..." "Heh..."
A mysterious smile appeared at the corners of Charlie's mouth. His relaxed eyebrows made it clear that he was in an especially good mood.
"Yes, everything we do leaves a trace, especially considering just how intense last night was."
Nancy was about to say something, but Charlie continued nonchalantly, "It was so intense that the sheet got dirty, so I had Maid Heather change it. If you don't believe me, you can ask her." Nancy, "!!!"
Was it true?
Seeing Charlie's serious face and hearing his confident tone, Nancy could hardly argue against him, especially when he mentioned Maid Heather as a witness.
Though Nancy was highly educated, she had never been in a romantic relationship before. She had no idea about the feelings of sex.
It was beyond her understanding.
She asked resignedly, "I... Did I really... do that to you?"
Charlie nodded solemnly, "Yes, you did!"
"!"
Nancy was so frustrated that she wanted to slap herself!
Lily had just warned her yesterday, but she had slept with Charlie right at the night. If Lily and Vivian found out about it, would they kill her? "Um, I'm hungry. I'm going to have breakfast."
Nancy pushed Charlie's hands away,
escaping from the him by jumping down the bed. She opened the wardrobe and saw rows of women's clothing inside, including some bras and women's underwear that made her blush.
Charlie's low chuckle sounded behind her, "I had some clothes bought and sent over. They are all limited editions. Nan, it's better to wear clothes when going out"
Of course!
At this moment, Nancy wore nothing but the white shirt.
She immediately rushed in, closing the wardrobe door behind her, and started changing clothes.
It was weird. The clothes were
bought by Charlie, but both the top
and the panties fit her perfectly. She glanced down at herself once more and nearly burst into tears
If she claimed that nothing had happened between her and Charlie last night, she wouldn't even be able to fool herself.
He must have measured her, right?
Oh, no...
In the living room, Nancy sat at the dining table and had breakfast. Through the window, she saw Maid Heather in the yard, airing out the sheet... She felt bad all of an instant. Her face flushed red at once.
It was the evidence of their sin!
Suddenly, a hot breath brushed her ear, "Nan, what are you looking at?"
"Ah!"
Nancy retreated instinctively, not daring to look at him. She lowered her head to avoid his eyes and took a bite of the sandwich in her hand, "N-Nothing." Seeing how her ears turned red, Charlie couldn't help but chuckle lightly, "What, still thinking about last night?" Nancy, "..."
She really didn't want to talk to him!
But, given what had happened last night, if she ignored him or acted nonchalant, would she appear heartless? No, she had to confront Charlie about that!