Trapped in Love Miss Arogan
2.

"Charlotte, I can't break up with you! I don't want to."

Charlotte looked at Brandon for a while with her eyebrows raised.

"Is that all you want to say?"

"Yes, that's what I want to say!"

"That's all?" Charlotte asked once more, making sure.

"Right, I don't want to break up with you." Brandon said.

"Wait a minute!" Charlotte chuckles cynically. "So, the reason you asked me to come here and made me drive ten kilometers, was just because you wanted to say that?"

Brandon hesitated.

"Oh my goodness, Brandon!?" charlotte's jolt kicked the table. He has completely lost his patience now. "It's stupid of me to come here. I just wasted time meeting you just to hear all that shit!" grim Charlotte.

"Charlotte, I don't want to part with you. Don't break our relationship like this. Please prayyou. I want us back."

"But we broke up, Brandon. I decided on you, remember? And you know what?" Charlotte paused her sentence, ".It's hard for me to be able to get back with my ex."

"But I don't want to break up with you. I want us back." Brandon insists on holding Charlotte's hands.

"Are you crazy, Brandon?" Charlotte withdrew her hand from Brandon, shaking her head, disbelieving the behavior of this man before her.

"Lottie, when we get back, I promise I'll be the best for you." Brandon cupped his hands together pleading with Charlotte.

Charlotte flicked her hand indifferently.

"Forget that promise. You know, your promise is completely useless to me! Because somehow I won't be willing to come back with you either!"

Charlotte secretly smiled with satisfaction at Brandon's desperate face. Clearly this man before him had already completely lost his prestige and reputation.

"How much do you really want us to turn back?" asked Brandon suddenly.

"What?"

"I'll give you everything you ask of me, just tell me how much?"

Charlotte rolled her eyes lazily. "Oh my goodness, Brandon, do you think I'm a poor woman?"

"Not so"

"Ah, you must be mocking me, right? You think I'm a matre girl, don't you?" accuse Charlotte of being sharp.

Brandon is a crime.

"Not so, I'm just" Brandon was about to speak but his words were immediately cut off by Charlotte.

"You think I'm a cheap girl who's gonna follow whatever you say after you give me this and that?"

Brandon could now only cling to his mispronounced mouth. His words only further aggravate the atmosphere and ruin the moment. He was sure, because of this stupidity he would definitely find it even harder to get this woman's heart.

"Charlotte, I don't-"

"That's it!" Charlotte raised her hand, flicking Brandon's words. "It's better to stop talking about this. Unimportant. All those words coming out of your mouth can only make my ears hurt even more!"

"Okay, I'm sorry!" Brandon says slowly. "I really didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. And I know that I just spoke wrong and offended you!"

"Is it done?" ask Charlotte. "Have you finished your business or is there something else you need to talk to me about?"

"I want to bring you back together. That'sallthatis. I don't mean anything else but that, let alone offend you."

Charlotte breathed slowly. He stared at the man in front of him. Actually for him something like this was common. He had often seen men begging him to come back like this.

"Come to you. Give me one chance to come back with you. I love you." - Brandon said softly, there was a desperate tone to the sentence.

"We've even met a few times, but have you talked about love?"

"I do love you."

Charlotte gave a rough sigh. It felt like he put Brandon's body into a sack and threw it far from his face.

"Look, you know for sure that I'm a picky woman." Charlotte smiled faintly. "And I have also tasted yours, including the one below! Because as you remember, we've slept together."

Charlotte brought herself closer to Brandon, glanced at Brandon's pants, precisely at the bulge area in the middle of the man's thigh, then smiled cynically.

"Don't I tell you before we broke up that I didn't get any satisfaction from you. Because as far as I can remember, yours is too small for me!" Charlotte spoke frankly.

"But Charlotte, I-I"

"Stop Brandon's! Don't say anything anymore! The point is, I don't want to continue anything with you anymore."

"But I can't part, Charlotte!"

Yeah, obviously Brandon can't. He would never be able to let go of this girl before him. According to Brandon, Charlotte is the perfect girl out there.

You won't be able to find a woman like her again as hard as you're looking for. A very beautiful face, smart, abundant wealth, legs and a beautiful body and one more thing that will make Brandon very crazy about him, Charlotte, Charlotte, she's a very nice woman in Ranjeng.

Yes, all of that is the reason why Brandon was willing to ask for a chance so that they could get back together. Of course because of the perfection Charlotte has will not be able to get Brandon again if with another girl.

"Charlotte, I really can't break up with you!"

"I don't care! That's your problem, not mine!" charlotte said indifferently.

Charlotte snorted bitterly and looked at Brandon. Someone, please tell this young man how fed up Charlotte is with him. He did not expect Brandon to really give up.

"It's starting to suck!" murmured Charlotte. "You know what, Brandon? I just realized that you're really sickening!"

"Charlotte, we've even been in a relationship all along"

"Enough Brandon! You better get out of front of me now!" charlotte snapped to stop the words of her lover, ah errat, her ex-lover.

"But-"

"Why? You don't want to?" cut Charlotte.

Brandon's face turned nervous. He did not know what to answer the girl's sentence. He couldn't possibly leave because he still expected Charlotte to receive him again.

"So you don't want to get out of here?" charlotte added in an annoyed tone.

"Charlotte, I just-"

"okay!" cut Charlotte again. "If you don't want to get out of here, yeah, it's easy.." Charlotte sighed harshly, then got up from her position. "...then let me go!"

Charlotte was about to walk away but suddenly one hand was held. It was Brandon, who was holding his arm.

"Wait, Charlotte!"

"Don't hold. Get your hands off!" strangling Charlotte while brushed off Brandon's hand.

Brandon himself seemed resigned to being treated like that by Charlotte. He didn't even care about the people who started looking at their table.

And the shocking thing that happened next was that Brandon had suddenly knelt before Charlotte. It made the cafe visitors look at them with a strange look.

"What are you doing!" charlotte said. It's really embarrassing for him.

Brandon looked at Charlotte with a pleading look,

"I beg you, Charlotte! I'll do anything for you, anything for you! We're back" please Brandon.

Charlotte raised her eyebrows and smiled cynically.

"Do anything? Ck, looks like you forgot about one thing. My grandfather, the rich Romanov lord, has done that even since I was a child."

"So you..." Charlotte patted Brandon on the cheek. "Let me give you some advice. You don't have to bother doing anything for me because I have everything and don't need any sacrifice from anyone else. Note that!"

Hearing all the words from Charlotte's mouth, Brandon could only lower his head.

"It seems like all my sentences just now were clear to you. Then I'll get out of here now!" charlotte said.

Charlotte was about to step away from the place but Brandon again held her arm, holding the girl back from leaving.

"Wait a minute!" brandon said slowly.

Charlotte breathed a rough sigh. This young man before him had actually managed to test his patience. "You're especially. Release!"

"No!" brandon's still holding Charlotte's arm. "You should listen to me first!"

"Damn Brandon, I said loose!" Charlotte squealed in annoyance.

But instead of following and releasing Charlotte's hand, the young man actually tightened his grip on Charlotte's arm and made Charlotte's emotions more ignited.

In the end, with a single move, Charlotte immediately took Brandon's drink from the table and…

The byurr!

Charlotte splashed it right into the young man's face, soaking Brandon's entire expensive shirt and suit.

Charlotte laughed a little.

"Oops, sorry! But I think this is the way you can understand. I'm so sick of you." Charlotte stared intently at Brandon.

Charlotte looked at Brandon with a trivial expression and then intended to leave the young man. But once turned around, Charlotte immediately realized that some other visitors were staring at her.

'Shit!' inner Charlotte. He hurriedly took his sunglasses and wore them with a stiff face.

"Damn, those people saw me! This must be because I poured water on the bodoh's face. I should have kept my calm and graceful image in front of those people." Charlotte whispered to herself.

"They must continue to assume that I am a perfect model with a good attitude and attitude" he continued to mumble to himself.

Charlotte looked at the cafe patrons staring at her.

"Sorry to disturb your calm. But this young man is really very coercive." Charlotte then shows her arm reddened by Brandon's grip earlier. "Look, my hands are even this red!"

The cafe visitors seemed to believe. Some of them looked at Brandon with strange gazes. After saying that Charlotte stepped towards the exit of the cafe with a made-up smile so that her image was always good in front of people.

Charlotte took a quick step out of the luxurious cafe. He continued to grumble in his heart over the incident he had just experienced. All his life this time he met a stubborn man like Brandon. Yes, despite the fact that he was much more stubborn than that foolish man.

"Yes, at least I'm Charlotte Clinton. So I'm free to do whatever I want." Reciprocity.

Charlotte kept walking towards the parking lot, then stopped her steps right near her luxury car. He tried to regulate his breathing which was still hunting, the rest of his emotions after the annoying incident earlier.

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✔ Note :

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