Chapter 1394: Makes You Look Older

Chapter 1394: Chapter 1394: Makes You Look Older

Old Mr. Seymour accepted fate, while over there, Sophie Wilson and Charles Seymour also flew down south and checked into a hotel.

"There are quite a lot of people." Sophie Wilson washed up, changed clothes, and lay on the bed, staring at Charles Seymour, who had just finished showering and emerged.

Her gaze seemed almost tangible as she slowly admired her husband’s good physique.

Hmm, no matter how many times I see it, I never get tired.

Look at those pecs, those abs, that V-line, that...

"Oh my, what are you doing in broad daylight?" Sophie Wilson suddenly bounced up from the bed, frowned, and questioned.

"Getting dressed." Charles Seymour casually lifted his straight long legs and got dressed.

Sophie Wilson stared at him speechlessly, "Darling, why didn’t you take a change of clothes in?"

Coming out wrapped in just a towel and getting dressed right in front of her, haha... Don’t think she doesn’t know what he means.

Look at those dressing movements, it’s like he’s been trained to show off his good physique.

"Forgot." Charles Seymour spoke lazily, dressed lazily, while Sophie Wilson lazily appreciated.

Such nice "scenery," it’d be a shame not to look.

Her own husband, Sophie Wilson looked without holding back.

Charles Seymour was quite calm, slowly finished dressing, and asked, "Should we have afternoon tea brought in, or eat out?"

"Go outside!" Sophie Wilson said with a bright smile.

The point of coming here was to have fun, what’s the use of staying cooped up in the room?

Charles Seymour dressed more casually, which softened the cold aura he had, at a glance, he seemed quite approachable.

"Looking handsome now." Sophie Wilson smiled as she glanced at Charles Seymour up and down, "See, always wearing formal clothes for work ages you."

Ages, ages?

Charles Seymour’s face tightened a bit.

Sophie Wilson held Charles Seymour’s hand, smiling, said, "Let’s go, have afternoon tea."

The airplane meal at noon didn’t fill her up at all, so now she’s definitely saving her stomach for a good feast.

At the hotel’s restaurant, she naturally ordered local snacks, every dish was Sophie Wilson’s favorite, she was utterly enjoying herself.

Of course, she didn’t forget to take care of Charles Seymour, and once she was almost done eating, she got up to visit the washroom.

Upon returning, Sophie Wilson squinted her eyes, staring at the woman standing beside Charles Seymour, smiling rather seductively.

Oh, she just went to the washroom and some little vixen came over to chat up her husband.

Indeed, having a handsome husband means enduring such sweet troubles.

Sophie Wilson walked straight over, the woman beside Charles Seymour saw Sophie, opened her mouth to smile, but before she could speak, Sophie completely ignored her presence, sitting down directly.

Isabella Chamberlain discreetly bit her lip, holding back some frustration inside.

This woman has some nerve, if it were someone else, seeing her standing there, they’d at least pause and greet her.

All she’d need is a chance like that to strike up a conversation with this handsome man.

Who would’ve thought the woman would act like this.

But, such a minor scene won’t confound Isabella Chamberlain.

"You two are a couple, right?" Isabella Chamberlain asked with a smile.

Before Sophie Wilson could speak, Charles Seymour quickly answered, "Married."

Isabella Chamberlain’s expression changed.