His Heart 113_The Betrayed Heiress Is Now the CEO鈥榮 Obsession

Chapter 113 

 Jordan’s expression cooled slightly. “What’s there to see? She’s not from our world. Doesn’t matter.”

 Ian shrugged. “Fair enough.”

 Sean didn’t add anything, but while ying cards, he kept ncing at his phone every so often–just in case Charlotte messaged.

 A few roundster, he still hadn’t heard from her but he did get a message from his friend, Chris Carter.

 “So… I heard you’re having some issues… in the bedroom?”

 Sean’s brows knit together. His lips tightened ever so slightly.

 Just as the game wrapped up, Ian stood up to stretch and wandered over. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Sean’s phone and promptly erupted intoughter.

 “Haha! No way! Are you serious?” Ian practically cackled,ughing so hard it sounded like a goose honking. “You? Having some issues in the bedroom? Oh man, that’s rich!” 

 Sean’s expression turned icy. He shot Ian a cutting re. 

 Ian immediately shut up, but couldn’t help snickering as he tried to hold it in. “What’s going on, man?”

 Sean stood up. “I’m leaving.”

 Ian quickly trailed after him with a grin, shooting Jordan a look that said: “Let’s go–this is gonna be good.”

 At the bar, Charlotte was already two drinks deep and swaying on her feet when she took the mic. She belted out the chorus of a pop song–badly off–key.

 By the time Sean arrived, she was mid–performance, howling her way through the high notes.

 The momentn stepped into the bar, he pped his hands over his ears. “Oh my God. Who’s butchering this song?”

 Sean’s expression was unreadable, but he recognized the voice immediately. It was Charlotte. 

 As they got closer, there she was–front and center on the bar’s tiny stage, singing her heart out like it was karaoke night on national TV.

 , go get your girl off that stage. That’s not music, it’s a public safety hazard. Other people sing for tips but she should be fined for this.”

 Sear: didn’t move. “Let her sing. She’s having fun.” 

 “Yeah. She can sing however she wants.” 

 Jan sighed and found a high stool nearby. “Man, you spoil her.” 

 Sean sat next to him, his eyes‘ locked on the stage, watching her every move. A small, indulgent smile yed at the corner of his lips.

 Jordan raised an eyebrow, amused. “Didn’t know your girl had this kind of… talent.”

 Ianughed. “You know what? I’ve heard worse. I think I’m getting used to it.” 

 Charlotte waspletely drunk. She barely got the lyrics right and her pitch was all over the ce, but she looked like she was having the time of her life. 

 Sean waited until she finished the song before walking up to the stage. 

 He reached out and gently took her by the wrist.

 The warmth of his touch made Charlotte nce over, her eyes hazy and unfocused. She giggled, “Whoa… you’re really good–looking. I did the math in my head, and yep–you’re definitely my fated husband.”

 That one word, “husband“, sent a jolt through Sean’s chest. His heartbeat skipped, and for a split second, everything around him blurred.

 He forgot how to breathe.

 Charlotte tilted her head back to look at him, still smiling, cheeks flushed, dimples showing. She looked so sweet and adorable he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

 They stared at each other for a few seconds, frozen in that moment

 Then, without warning, Charlotte leaned forward and buried her face in his chest.

 She nuzzled her head against him like a sleepy kitten and numbled, “Even your smell is just like my husband’s…”

 Sean always wore a clean, woodsy cologne–something crisp and warm, like cedar in the winter sun. It was subtle, </bforting.

 Charlotte took a deep breath. “Mmm… smells so good. My husband”

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His Heart 113