Charlotte, however, hadn't noticed as she originally intended to push Justin Battleson away, but he ended up catching her wrist directly instead.
"This is what you brought on yourself."
Justin said in a low voice and ultimately his kiss swallowed up Charlotte's exclamations.
…
"It's all your fault."
Charlotte looked at Justin with a coy gaze, her eyes and brows filled with flirtation.
Justin's throat moved slightly, and seeing this, Charlotte, fearing that Justin might do something more, hurriedly wrapped herself in a blanket and ran into the bathroom.
By the time the two of them came downstairs fully dressed, the children had already gathered around the dining table.
The kids had waited for Justin the previous evening without him returning, and upon seeing him this morning, one after another they gathered around him.
"Dad, why did you come home so late last night?" Grace tugged at Justin's sleeve, and Justin, seeing this, picked Grace up into his arms.
