Chapter 80: DOES THE MARQUIS NEED MY HELP TO WOO HIS WIFE?
Seeing that no one had noticed, Charlotte’s head whipped to the side to find the culprit.
Marquis George Oswalt.
George chuckled again.
The expression on Charlotte’s face returned to its passive gaze and she looked away. Hence, she failed to catch the way his eyes had dimmed in disappointment.
Marquis George had managed to catch his wife’s actions. He paused at the expression on her face. She looked especially cute when making that face.
He unknowingly chuckled when he noticed the blush rising on her face . It brought up feelings of nostalgia in him as he was reminded of the times before she started to have a passive expression on her face.
Then, she turned to him. He sighed inaudibly in disappointment when that passive gaze returned and she turned away.
He wondered if he should still go ahead with giving her his doughnut. It was delicious, but she wanted it. What he didn’t know was if she would take it. He was almost convinced she wouldn’t eat it. Maybe she would if he had not already taken a bite out of it.
Nevertheless, he did it. He picked up his doughnut and put it into her plate.
Charlotte felt the movement in front of her and looked down at her plate, only to see that a half eaten doughnut now sat innocently on her plate.
She turned to her husband inquisitively, but he only glanced at her and looked away, talking to the nobleman who was sitting beside him.