Marrying the Lord Ruler
CHAPTER 60

“Why see me? Is there something on my face?”

Charlotte covered her face with her hands. His expression was puzzled, as Xavier looked at him continuously.

“Come.”

“Hah?”

“From...” Xavier swung his index finger, for Charlotte to get closer.

Charlotte shifted her body a little. Xavier's ambiguous attitude, made Charlotte follow his words.

Cup…

(Blush)

Charlotte's face turned flushed in an instant. All of a sudden, Xavier's lips had landed perfectly on his cubed cheeks. Kiss it gently. For a moment, Charlotte fell silent. Trying to digest what Xavier did.

Xavier let go of his kiss, looking at the still-silent Charlotte staring unblinkingly. His wife seems to be in shock.

“You all right?” xavier asked as he patted Charlotte on the shoulder.

“Ke-why?..” Charlotte's voice is unclear.

Xavier advances his face, “What?”

“You-you...why did you kiss me?” charlotte asked in a stammer. His face was now like a boiled crab. Reddening increasingly blushing.

Xavier chuckled, feeling funny as Charlotte questioned what was considered ordinary. “What's bothering you?” tanyakanya.

“T-no anyway.. Just, embb...” Charlotte seemed confused to express what she felt. This isn't the first time Xavier kissed her. Why does his heart keep pounding? What kind of feeling does he feel?

“Then, let's sleep.” Take Xavier.

“I-iya.”

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Morning approaching, accompanied by cloudy weather with drizzle that still wet the earth. A full night, the rain ceaseless as if telling the inhabitants of the universe to stay awake by the cold that pierced to the bone. Even with the sky, it is still shy to show its brightness this morning.

In the dimly lit room, Xavier wakes up with tired eyes, reluctant to get out of bed. Charlotte took good care of him so much that he didn't want to leave his bed. Last night, Charlotte kept getting herself warm. There are many ways that the woman can keep her body warm. Starting from wearing clothes and thick jackets, wrapping them with blankets and also hugging them. Xavier had not expected to get such a sweet treatment from the woman who had always been indifferent to him. He felt happy and happy to feel an extraordinary morning when he woke up.

Xavier's hand stretched out to reach for the figure beside him, so that he would again feel that warmth.

Wait. For a moment he felt empty.

Xavier widened his eyes, glancing at the bed beside him. Blank. His wife wasn't there. Where did that woman go so early?

Xavier spread his gaze throughout the room. There was no sign of anyone. He then got up and got out of bed. Xavier walked up to the door, opened it, and slightly bent his head out.

On the third floor, there was no one he could find. It seemed that his servants had also finished their respective tasks. He wanted to know where his wife was.

In the end, Xavier went back into the room.  He grabbed the house phone and called the butler.

“Good morning Young Master. Can I help you?” dona's voice was clearly heard at the end of there. Xavier sat his body on the sofa as he yawned to resist sleepiness.

“Dona, do you know where ‘dia’ is?”

There was no response from Dona. It seemed like the butler was thinking.

“What do you mean Sir, Young Miss?”

“Yes. Who else.” Xavier grunts. He doesn't seem to care if Dona is thinking hard about his ambiguous question. Dona must have thought that the Young Master was looking for Dean, or his other bodyguard. Unusual, her Young Master was looking for someone who was clearly next to her the entire night.

“Sorry Sir, I do not know the whereabouts of Miss. Let me look for it first.”

“No need, let me. Just continue with your duties.” Xavier hung up. He massaged his temples that felt dizzy.

“Where does he go?”

Xavier doesn't want to think for long, he immediately cleans his face and comes out of the room, looking for Charlotte's whereabouts.

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“What Young Master is still looking for Miss?” dona said after bowing to greet Xavier.

“Yes. Did you find it?”

“Not Sir, mu-“

Prangs!!

There was a sound of broken stuff coming from the kitchen. Xavier and Dona looked at each other.

“What is it?” ask Xavier.

“I don't know Sir, we better see it directly.” Dona's Advice.

Xavier immediately headed to where the sound came from. Dona followed him behind. Sayup-sayup heard the sound of people talking. Xavier stops his steps when he finds what he is looking for.

“Nona, I will help clean it.”

“Do not! Let me just.” Charlotte crouches down to pick up the shards of rock she accidentally dropped. Charlotte looks lethargic, her lips tightly clenched with a sad look on her face.

“Why can't I do it anyway? I did it according to your recipe.” Charlotte complains with a grim face.

“Nona has done well.”

“What's good! Look at that, all charred….. Hix…. How to eat it then the results. Xavi certainly will not eat it. Hiks.” Charlotte wept over her scorched porridge. The smell stung him until it smelled out. The chicken porridge he deliberately made for the sick Xavier.

The two maids accompanying Charlotte, could only be bowed. Don't know what to do. Charlotte doesn't blame them, it's all her fault.

Seeing Charlotte crying like a baby, Xavier held back a laugh. The man was standing at the door enjoying his wife's ridiculous behavior. Charlotte was willing to get up early in the morning just to cook her some porridge. It's hard to believe, but it really happened.

“Then, get the material. I'll try it again. This time it should work.” Charlotte is not giving up. He started a cooking ritual. Charlotte looks excited.

“Master..”

“Silent Dona, you don't see I'm busy.” Saut Xavier did not want to be disturbed while he was enjoying a rare event in front of him. More interested in him than anything.

Dona smiled, aware of what her Young Master meant. He chose to leave the “pleasure” that the man meant.

Xavier rested his body comfortably. Both hands are in front of the chest.  Her sexy lips occasionally covered a funny smile. I really enjoyed what Charlotte did. Charlotte was fighting with a pot and some other cooking utensils. No waiter should interfere in the making of his cooking. They only see and help provide the necessary needs.

Charlotte was quite painstakingly practicing making chicken porridge according to the recipe. He constantly complains when the shape of the food looks strange.

“Huft...” Charlotte sits languidly, staring sadly at her own food.

“What's Miss?”

“I failed again.” Charlotte's face returned grim. “Taste asinnn! Why asinnn???” Looking up at the waiters one by one. Seeking opinions on the part where he mis-inserts the seasoning.

“Bikin shy.” Xavier couldn't help but hold back and finally walked in to get to Charlotte. No doubt the face of his brand is still visible in some of his flat expressions.

“Ke-why is ka-u here?” Charlotte stood up as fast as lightning when she found out Xavier was coming. Xavier codes with his eyes for the servants to leave. It didn't take Xavier's orders twice, they went straight out.

Xavier took Charlotte's seat. The man crossed his legs while still holding his chest. His view cannot be separated from Charlotte, full of judgment to him. Then his eyes shifted around. Looking at the ketchup cookware everywhere, foodstuffs spilled on the floor. Cuisine that is not as expected. So messy that the kitchen is not shaped like a kitchen in general. Xavier shook his head.

“You dirty my kitchen. Why don't you destroy all the contents?”

Charlotte followed by looking around. He swallowed with difficulty. Undeniably, what Xavier said was indeed true. He ruffled his kitchen and did something embarrassing! And worst of all, Xavier knew it!

“Hehe... Xavi, you shouldn't have come here. Why wake up, sleep again yes.” the door while smiling shyly. You Charlotte suck! His screams in the heart.

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. Charlotte's bottom, cook it salty othor.