Chapter 91. Be Careful

CHARLOTTE

I understood Olive’s point.

I mean, the first time I saw her, I was more than worried. Even the way she spoke to me gave me anxiety.

I had a terrible dream too.

But I had to trust Leo.

He’s given me every reason to have faith in what we have. Besides, if he wanted that type, he could get them easily—but he wanted me.

So I replied, “Worried? Why should I be worried?”

Olive’s brows shot up. “Is that a trick question or a sincere one? You’re not a child, so what’s with the question?”

“He’s in love with me,” I replied.

“Yeah, duh! He’s a man, remember?” Olive said with a look that clearly meant better get smart or I’ll whoop your ass.

“I trust this one. Besides, she’s not his type,” I said.

“Oh? So he has a type? Chubby women like us?” Olive asked.

“Me. Just me.”

For a second, they were speechless. Even I was surprised by my own courage—but it felt good.

Olive blinked. “Just you?”

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