I Have Never Been Your First Choice novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137

Maybe she inherited it from a previous generation, like her grandmother or great–grandmother?

This situation is not nonexistent either.

Thinking of this, Charlotte no longer cared.

After Charlotte had dropped off Charlie at home, it was already 9:30 in the evening when she returned to Heavenwood Apartments. As soon as she walked in, she was started by the figure sitting on the couch in the living room.

Jaxson was seen sating leisurely on the sofa with his legs crossed, leaning back, one arm draped over the back of the chair, holding a glass of whiskey in

his hand

He lowered his gaze and glanced at his wristwatch, “I have been coming back much later than before recently.”

Mr. Hamilton probably didn’t care about these, did he?”

Charlour walked

past him.

a moment,

She turned back in confusion

The man placed the wine glass on the table without showing any expression, “What time tomorrow night.”

She was stunned for a moment, almost failing to grasp the meaning of his words,

you agree to attend?”

Jaxson didn’t answer.

Charlotte took a deep breath, “Seven o’clock.”

After speaking, he returned to the bedroom.

Jaxson slept in the guest room tonight, Charlotte also had a good night’s sleep, and the next morning Anna came over to make breakfast. Rarely, they also saw the scene of this couple sitting down together to finish breakfast.

Charlotte was feeling a bit uncomfortable, she had forgotten how long it had been since she had patiently eaten breakfast with Jason like this.

There were no verbal attacks, nor were there any hidden sarcasm.

Rare peaceful coexistence

Fasson picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, You go ahead tonight, no need to wait for me

He put down the scarf, stood up, took his coat and left.

Charlotte watched his back be walked away, lost in thought.

Chapter 127

Chapter 137

Maybe she inherited it from a previous generation, like her grandmother or great–grandmother?

This situation is not nonexistent either

Thinking of this, Charlotte no longer cared.

After Charlotte had dropped off Charlie at home, it was already 930 in the evening when she returned to Heavenwood Apartments. As soon as she walked in, she was startled by the figure sitting on the couch in the living room.

Jaxson was seen sitting leisurely on the sofa with his legs crossed, leaning back, one arm draped over the back of the chair, holding a glass of whiskey in

his hand

He lowered his gaze and glanced at his wristwatch, I have been coming back much later than before recently.”

“Mr. Hamilton probably didn’t care about these, did he?”

Charlotte walked past him.

Wait a mor

-a moment.”

She turned back in confusion.

The man placed the wine glass on the table without showing any expression, “What time tomorrow night.”