Chapter 581
Half an hour later.
Anthony carried Charlotte into the bathroom and set her gently in front of the big mirror. Her lips pressed together, cheeks flushed a bright pink that only made her look more delicate.
He stood behind her, chin resting lightly on her shoulder. He took her hand, guiding it under the running water, and started washing it with care. The smile tugging at his lips was impossible to hide.
“Do you still think I’m old?”
Charlotte didn’t answer, just puffed her cheeks out in a stubborn pout.
Anthony couldn’t help chuckling at her cuteness. His lips curved with amusement as he lowered his voice, “Your hands are so talented, but you use them for
“Anthony, shut up!”
She spun around, ducked her head, and bit hard on his bare shoulder. A deep red mark appeared, Charlotte showing no mercy at all. Honestly, he spoiled her too much.
“Are you done? Or do you want a bite on this side too?” Anthony didn’t try to get away. He just wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled his shirt down on the other shoulder, inviting her to take her revenge.
Charlotte shot him a glare, exasperated. “You’re getting more and more outrageous!”
Noticing the marks he’d left on her, Anthony just grinned, unbothered. “I guess I haven’t been acting much like a decent person.”
Charlotte was left speechless.
***
By evening, after dinner, Anthony brought Charlotte to the villa in the city.
All afternoon, ever since the exam results came out, Andrew, Parrish, and Shirley had been huddled at Stella’s place. They sat with stacks of university guides, discussing which schools to choose.
As soon as Anthony walked in with Charlotte, the three of them stood up right away, greeting them politely. “Anthony, Charlotte.”
Anthony nodded, let go of Charlotte’s hand, and leaned down to whisper in her ear, “Go hang out. I’ll be right here if you need help.”
Charlotte nodded and walked over. Andrew immediately got up and offered her his seat. “Charlotte, sit here.”
She sat next to Stella and reached over to gently pat Stella’s hair. Her voice softened, “Have you decided which school you want to apply to?”
“My score should be enough for this one,” Stella replied, pointing to a photo in the brochure.
Kingswood University. It was in Cabinda and known for having a wide range of majors, especially its psychology and clinical medicine programs.
“You want to be a psychologist?” Charlotte leaned back, lips curving in approval. “That’s a great choice.”
“What about you, Charlotte? Where are you going?” Stella’s eyes were bright with curiosity. “Didn’t The Cabinda University and Pinnacle Global University both call you?”
“Yeah.” Charlotte replied casually, then winked at Stella, pretending to be serious. “They did, but neither of them offers the major I want, so I’m not planning to go.”
Her answer left both Stella and Andrew stunned.
“What major are you thinking about?” Stella asked, her surprise fading into genuine interest.
“Clinical Medicine,” Charlotte said,
taking a sip of water. Her tone grew thoughtful. “Back in Lamplighter Village, Grandma knew traditionat medicme. She helped so many people. But there was one time she couldn’t save someone, and their family just tore into her with insults. Do you remember that?”
Stella nodded. She remembered all too well. People had accused Grandma of witchcraft and said traditional medicine was useless, only good for making people drink weird herbal teas that didn’t really Gure anything After that Grandma, who had taken them in and raised them, never dared to use her skills again.
“That’s why I want to study Traditional Medicine at Kingswood University,” Charlotte said, looking right at Stella. Noticing Stella’s expression, she quickly added It’s not because of you It’s for Grandma.”
She wanted to make her grandmother proud. She wanted to show everyone that
traditional medicine could really help people.