Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

Star River Plaza.

By the fountain pool, dozens of flower girls are preparing to call it a day, having rehearsed several moves from morning to night, in order to make absolutely no mistakes tomorrow.

The venue is now also constantly transporting flowers over by car, the place has long been piled up into a sea of flowers.

Goss was busy, instructing the staff to arrange the flowers that had just been delivered.

Tomorrow afternoon, there will be a marriage proposal here, Charles White’s proposal to Selina.

“President White, the flowers are almost all here, and some of them will arrive later.”

“Good.” Charles White looked at the scene that was almost set up and thought of Selina’s surprised expression.

That day he came back from Thailand, a bunch of full sky stars made her very happy.

What about a sea of full-star flowers? What kind of expression will she have.

All along Selina’s anxiety, in fact, most of it stems from the uncertainty of their relationship.

I thought of many ways to help Selina with her postpartum depression, but after thinking about it, nothing is better than addressing the cause of the illness.

From tomorrow onwards, Selina should not feel troubled anymore.

It was already eight o’clock, and Star River Plaza was far away from home, so it would be nine o’clock when we got back.

Charles White instructed Goss a few words and drove home.

When he arrived home, he didn’t see Selina at the door. Every day Selina goes to bed very early, so Charles White didn’t think much about it.

Auntie saw Charles White come back put down the sweater in her hand and came over to hang the clothes for him.

“Sir, today the young lady had a nightmare, I heard it when I went to call her downstairs for dinner, it all shouted out.”

Charles White got serious, Selina didn’t seem to have this condition before, does it mean it’s more serious?

“I see, did she eat dinner?”

“Ate, then went upstairs to rest, except for the nightmare, nothing right today, and went to see Osmond when she came back from outside at noon.”

Auntie had to talk to Charles White every day about what Selina had done all day.

Hearing that Selina had gone out, Charles White nodded, probably because it had been too long since she had gone out and touched the outside.

“Auntie, you should rest early.”

“Yes.”

Auntie retreated, while Charles White quickly went back to the bedroom.

There was no carpet in the hallway, and his footsteps were audible in the bedroom. Selina’s eyes, wide open, closed tightly the moment he opened the door.

Charles White saw her asleep and sat on the edge of the bed with a lighter step, admiring her sleeping face.

Selina can also feel him looking at her, she is the best at pretending to sleep, she used to do this when she did not want to care about Charles White, and he could not even find out.

And today, it’s not that she doesn’t want to care about Charles White, but she’s afraid to meet him.

Just as she may never face Osmond’s nanny again, she is afraid of hearing harsh words and seeing contemptuous glances.

She may never get over this hurdle, so she just keeps her eyes closed.

And Charles White, sitting by her bed, is watching Selina with a different kind of tenderness, in fact, she only needs to open her eyes to see it.

The hand wanted to touch Selina’s face but thought of her nightmare today, afraid to disturb her rest, and then withdrew.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Since meeting Selina, he has done a lot of things he has never done before and experienced a lot of unprecedented emotions.

The unprecedented panic, the unprecedented caution.

It was all clear to him that this was love.

After sitting for a long time, Charles White, afraid of disturbing Selina, got up and went to the guest room to wash up.

Selina heard the sound of the door closing before opening her eyes, her hands were tense and sweaty.