Chapter 836 Waiting for His Response? Excessive Care and Bias? He Is Kind and Doesn't Want Her to Give In!

Chapter 836 836. Waiting for his response? Excessive care and bias? Others are kind and don't want her to give in!

With Charlotte's car as the center, there is a car parked in front and behind.

The rest of the vehicles drove in different directions and disappeared long after entering the manor.

Therefore, the entire convoy does not look particularly abrupt.

However, even if there are only three cars on the main road, it will still attract the attention of people around.

After all, these cars are all taking the air route, which is very conspicuous on the planet of Greep.

The tourists coming and going frequently cast curious eyes and kept looking at Charlotte and the others standing next to the car.

Even the staff of Greep Manor often looked in this direction.

People with sharp eyes will even find that the first suspension cars that drove into the manor were far more than three, but a whole fleet.

And here, those who can use suspension cars on such a large scale, unless it is a special emergency, represent an extraordinary status.

Therefore, everyone couldn't help but wonder who Charlotte and her group came from.

However, everyone just watched from a distance and didn't rush to talk.

Owen stood beside Ares, and the two had a brief exchange for a while.

Finally, he nodded to Ares and drove away with the others.

On the avenue outside the manor, Charlotte and Ares were the only ones left soon.

Because the car left, there was a short distance between the two.

Ares just looked at Charlotte quietly without saying a word.

Charlotte also looked back, thinking, what on earth did he want to say to her?

Just as the two looked at each other, a staff member pushed a wheelchair over not far away.

The middle-aged man was well-dressed, with a calm face, not like an ordinary waiter.

Charlotte remembered that he was the one who had deposited her crutches before.

Although he looked like a supervisor, he was walking hurriedly at this time, as if he was in a hurry.

"Master, this is the wheelchair you wanted." The man parked the wheelchair aside and said respectfully and politely.

Sure enough, this man knew Ares Randall, Charlotte thought.

The title of "Master" alone can explain everything.

As the young master of the Randall family, he should be known by the staff here.

Ares just nodded: "Leave it."

The staff member didn't say much: "Okay, if you need anything else, please feel free to contact me."

After that, he bowed respectfully again.

Charlotte keenly discovered that there were several other well-dressed staff not far away.

They looked respectful, just standing silently, and their eyes looked here from time to time.

Charlotte thought that it should be the entourage brought by the supervisor in front of him.

After all, it was the young master Ares Randall who was facing him, and it was impossible to send only one person to receive him.

Perhaps because Ares was not very keen on appearances, those people just stood far away and did not approach casually.

Ares spoke again after the supervisor-looking man left.

He said to Charlotte, "The previous wheelchair is still wet. I have asked Owen to clean it up. You can use this one first."

Charlotte had sat on the wheelchair even though it was wet in the pavilion before, although she sat on it wrapped in a blanket.

Now that it has been a while, the wheelchair is probably dried a lot, and it is probably okay to sit on it directly.

In Charlotte's opinion, there is no need to change the wheelchair directly because of such a small matter.

It seems that Ares, who made such an arrangement, is not a delicate person.

Otherwise, he would not have repeatedly been caught in the rain to rush time.

But he didn't expect that once the conditions allowed, he would make adjustments immediately.

Is this because he doesn't want her to make do for a moment?

Charlotte's eyes were calm and her emotions were stable, but she was still thinking in her heart.

Looking at the wheelchair in front of her, it seemed to be the same model as the previous one, and it was also brand new.

In order to make it easier for her to sit on it, Ares directly pulled the wheelchair from the side and stopped it at her feet.

Everything was so appropriate.

Every detail was soothing.

Charlotte lowered her eyes slightly, making it hard to figure out what she was thinking.

"Thank you, I'm sorry to bother you again." After a long time, she thanked him calmly.

Forget it, he meant well, Charlotte thought.

Then, she took a half step forward and sat on the wheelchair.

However, just as Charlotte was about to push the wheelchair, Ares took the initiative to take on this "job".

Seeing this, she turned around and said, "No, I can do it myself."

After a pause, she added, "You should go and do your work too. I've delayed you for so long."

There were so many changes in the middle, and it was already noon. Charlotte was embarrassed to let someone accompany her.

However, Ares did not let go as he said.

He still put his hands on the wheelchair, and said in a light voice, "You have just recovered from a serious injury, so you should be careful and don't be too tired."

Charlotte glanced at him inconspicuously, so in his eyes, she was overworked this morning?

Then what about him? Wouldn't it be more tiring to run back and forth?

What about just recovering from a serious injury? He always seems to use this as a basis.

But it is obvious that both he and she escaped death, so there is no reason to only favor her.

Charlotte doesn't understand, doesn't understand, why this person always takes too much care of her?

He should know that she is not a delicate person.

On the contrary, she is very strong and can't be easily broken.

Thinking of this, Charlotte suddenly wanted to say something.

But before she could open her mouth, Ares said again: "I'll take you back."

Not only did he prepare a new wheelchair for her, but he also wanted to take her back personally?

Charlotte instantly understood why he didn't leave with Owen and the others just now.

So, it was for her?

It's unreasonable, why not just ask someone to take her back? Obviously that is the more conventional way.

No, to be honest, the wheelchair in the interstellar era is actually very convenient, and she can go back by herself.

Even if she doesn't use a wheelchair, she can still walk back to the room.

The strange emotions came up again, thread by thread.

In just one morning, many things happened that Charlotte couldn't understand.

Suddenly, Charlotte even had an illusion that they seemed too familiar with each other?

Familiar to the point of... losing the sense of boundaries.

So, facing Ares's proposal, Charlotte wanted to refuse.

But after a closer look at his expression, she instantly understood that it must be useless to refuse.

After only a moment's consideration, Charlotte did not waste time and simply accepted his kindness.

"You are really a good boss, beautiful and kind..." She sighed leisurely.

She murmured, seemingly just a casual sigh.

Even though her voice was very low, Ares could definitely hear it clearly with his hearing.

Charlotte had no intention of hiding it from him.

In her opinion, this was the truth.

However, Ares did not express his opinion on Charlotte's praise.

Of course, Charlotte had no intention of waiting for his response.

Busy, busy, repeatedly ill...T_T