Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 404: With a giggle, Charlotte confidently headed into the restroom, well-acquainted with the procedure. Watching her, Bonnie's expression blended pride with a hint of concern. She questioned whether it was beneficial for Charlotte to adopt such grown-up responsibilities. Typically, Charlotte only acted more spoiled during their time together. If only they could erase the painful memories of the past... Brushing aside these thoughts, Bonnie realized that regardless of those events, Nyla would have left anyway. Ethan had always been unreliable.

With this in mind, Bonnie stepped into the restroom. Charlotte, having finished up, knew Bonnie was still inside. She paused by the sinks, her small face knitted in confusion. As Ethan walked out of the men's room, he spotted the charming little girl in pink, the same one who had smiled at him earlier at the airport. Upon noticing Ethan, Charlotte's eyes sparkled with delight. "Mr. Handsome!" she shouted, her youthful voice filled with pure sweetness. Ethan's gaze lingered on her with a touch of bewilderment.

Charlotte stepped closer, tilting her head to see his face better, her neck stretching slightly. "Mr. Handsome, would you mind bending down a bit? It's quite a strain to keep looking up," Charlotte said. Her words tumbled out with the clumsy sweetness of a child, highlighting her youth. Ethan, initially reluctant to interact, was captivated by her eyes, which echoed a familiarity that enticed him to lower himself to her level. Her smile widened in triumph. "Mr. Handsome, could you help me up so I can reach the sink?

I can't quite make it on my own." She reached up her small hand, appearing so fragile that Ethan thought he could envelop her completely in his grasp. With gentle care, he lifted her to the sink, supporting her as she washed her hands. Feel inspired by gα ℓη σ ν s, com "Why so silent, Mr. Handsome? Are you unable to talk? That's okay, I'm fond of you just the same." Charlotte spun around and gently kissed Ethan on the cheek, her movements so fluid and practiced that it was evident she had repeated this gesture many times.

Ethan was surprised by her boldness; he didn't even have time to move out of the way. However, her innocent expression made him think it would be regrettable to have avoided her. "You shouldn't do that to others in the future. What if they're not good people?" For once, Ethan found his voice, his words carrying a tone that Charlotte found appealing. She blinked, revealing her dimples as she smiled. "People who look good aren't bad," she answered, her voice as sweet as honey. After setting her down, Ethan was about to walk away but paused to ask, "Where are your parents?" "Still inside.

Are you leaving now?" Charlotte's voice held a trace of reluctance. "I am. Make sure you don't wander off," Ethan cautioned. . . .