Chapter <b>147 </b>
Charlotte smiled sweetly at the photographer.
“Thank you, sir. You’ve worked hard. I hope you can save up for that dream camera.”
“It’s me who should be thanking you two. You’re such kind souls. Thank you, thank <b>you</b>!” The photographer bowed repeatedly<b>, </b>gratitude shining in his eyes.
<b>“</b><b>I </b>wish you two a lifetime of happiness<b>!</b>”
“Thank you.”
After leaving the inn, Sean and Charlotte wandered through the nearby market, where Charlotte picked <b>out </b>several handmade trinkets <b>to </b>bring back as gifts for Mia<b>, </b>Lena, and Jenny.
That night, snow fell steadily outside, nketing the world in silence.
By the window, Sean’s heated kisses trailed down Charlotte’s neck, making her <b>dizzy </b>and breathless<b>. </b>
Warm air fogged up the ss, and Charlotte’s palms pressed against the misty window, leaving faint handprints.
Afterward, Charlotte feltpletely drained, her body aching and weak.
“Thank you, Sean<b>,</b><b>” </b>she whispered.
Sean smiled softly. “Thank me? What for<b>, </b>sweetheart?”
Charlotte bit her lip lightly, her cheeks flushing.
<b>“</b><b>For </b>always being there for me. For making me <b>feel </b>so loved and cherished. For always choosing me, no matter what.”
Even when faced with Vivian or Mrs. Jasper Sr., he never hesitated. He always <b>stood </b>by her side.
She leaned her head against his shoulder, her <b>voice </b><b>soft </b>but sincere.
“Sean<b>, </b>you’re so different from Zac<b>.</b>”
Sean didn’t seem upset <b>at </b>the mention of Zac. Instead, he looked at her calmly.
<b>“</b>Oh? How so?”
As he spoke, Sean gently scooped Charlotte into his arms and carried her to the bathroom.
The bathroom was warm and inviting<b>, </b>with the heater <b>on</b><b>, </b>making the space feel <b>cozy </b>despite the winter chill outside. The ceramic bathtub retained itsforting warmth.
Sean gently set Charlotte into the tub, adjusting the water temperature <b>to </b>just the right level. As the soothing warmth surrounded her, she leanedzily against the edge<b>, </b><b>feeling </bpletely rxed
“To be precise<b>, </b>it’s not that <b>you’re </b>different from Zac, it’s the way I feel about you. I dated Zac, but I never felt possessive of him. I didn’t even like being physically close to him. But with you, <b>it’s </b>different. I feel <b>this</b>… strong sense of possessiveness. I want to keep you all to myself. Hide you away where only I can <b>have </b>you.”
<b>Sean </b>finished adjusting the water, then stepped into the tub with her. He picked up a soft washcloth, dipped it in the warm water<b>, </b>and gently began to wash her smooth body, his touch light and tender.
“A strong sense of possessiveness, huh? Just how strong?”
Charlotte pouted yfully.
“I already said it… <b>I </b><b>want </b>to keep you all to myself.”
“Hmm.” His gaze stayed on her, unreadable, though the slight curve of his lips betrayed his amusement
“Lottle” <b>Sean’s </b>voice softened, full of affection.
Hmm? What is <b>it</b>?”
“Do you love me?”
Charlotte didn’t hesitate.
“Of <b>course</b>. I love you. I love you so much.”
<b>“</b>How much is ‘so much<b>?</b><b>” </b><b>he </b>teased<b>, </b><b>eyes </b>locked on hers.
Chadotte thought for a moment before meeting his gaze with unwavering sincerity.
“A lot. More than anything. Only you. No one could ever rece you in my heart.”
Sean’s deep, dark eyes shimmered with a gentle warmth, like ripples spreading across a calmke.
Moved by her words, he leaned down, capturing Charlotte’s lips in a tender, lingering kiss.
One kiss led to another, and soon, there was no stopping the passion that sparked between them.
Charlotte’s lips parted beneath his, her eyes fluttering shut as she surrendered to the warmth of his embrace.
The water rippled softly around them, waves gently ovepping, their warmth mingling in the quiet intimacy of the moment.
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They didn’t leave the bathroom for a long while.
By the time they finally stepped out, Charlotte’s body bore faint marks, warm shades of red scattered across her skin. Even her bathrobe couldn’tpletely hide
them.
She pouted, cheeks puffing out in mock annoyance.
“Look at this. How am I supposed to face anyone tomorrow with these all over me??
Sean chucked, unbothered.
“It’s winter. Just weara turtleneck or a scarf. No one will notice.”
“Hmph.”
Sean pulled her into his arms, carrying her toward the bedroom. But just as they stepped out of the bathroom, the doorbell rang<b>. </b>
Once. Then again. And again. The rapid, insistent chime made it clear that whoever was outside was in a burry
“Who could that be at this hour?” Charlotte wondered, frowning.
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