Fled With CEO’s Twin Babies by Sherri Roman

Chapter 587

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Chapter 587 Couldn’t Bear to See Him Spend His Life Like This The old monk gazed compassionately into Charlotte’s eyes in the solemn main hall. Her figure was reflected clearly in the somewhat cloudy pupils of his eyes. Charlotte was momentarily stunned, and after a moment, she nodded earnestly. The night grew darker, and the heavy rain showed no signs of abating; instead, it intensified. Charlotte stood under the eaves, looking at her phone, which had no signal, with a helpless and wry smile. Fortunately, she had managed to send a message earlier during the brief respite in the rain, letting someone know they were safe. Otherwise, people might have been searching for them all over the mountains by now. “Are you worried?” The young novice monk appeared next to Charlotte at some point, tilting his head curiously as he gazed at her. As if realizing something, he quickly took a few steps back, cautiously covering his head. Charlotte chuckled and said, “Touching your head earlier was my mistake. Don’t be afraid. I promise I won’t touch your head again without your permission.” The young novice monk looked at her skeptically. “Really?” Charlotte immediately held up three fingers, dropping her smile. “I swear!” Only then did the young novice monk breathe a sigh of relief and slowly lowered his hand. But in the next moment, Charlotte looked at him with a mischievous smile. “May I touch your head now?” The young novice monk was left speechless. Seeing him like a startled rabbit, Charlotte finally couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Enter title… “I see. My master said people from outside the mountain like to joke around. Are you teasing me on purpose?” the young novice monk pouted. Hearing his words, Charlotte was momentarily stunned. Perhaps the timing of their encounter was too coincidental, or maybe the meeting place was too unusual. It was only at this moment that Charlotte realized that the young novice monk in front of her should be of kindergarten age.

“I seem to have forgotten to ask, how old are you?” Charlotte asked gently. The young novice monk shook his head and said, “I don’t know how old I am. Master says I might be four years old now. When he found me in the mountains, I was just a baby!” Charlotte’s eyes showed a hint of surprise. She had originally thought that the young novice monk had been sent by nearby villagers to cultivate and meditate, but she hadn’t expected that he was an abandoned child. “What’s your name?” Charlotte asked again. The young novice monk crisply replied, “My name is Peter. Master says I’m still too young now to formally enter the monastery. When I grow up, he will personally ordain me.” Looking at Peter’s innocent expression, Charlotte’s heart suddenly felt heavy. He was still so young. Perhaps he couldn’t even truly understand what it meant to enter the monastery. Living his whole life like this, it seemed too… “Have you ever been down the mountain?” Charlotte asked cautiously. Peter shook his head, “Master is getting older, and he can’t take me down the mountain. When I grow up, I’ll be able to go down the mountain by myself.” Peter’s smile was pure and innocent, but Charlotte’s heart was in turmoil. Perhaps it was because she had become a mother; Charlotte couldn’t bear to see such a young child spend his life like this. She thought for a moment. Perhaps later, she could talk to the master, and if he agreed, she could help or even adopt this child. “Master has already gone to rest. You should ask him tomorrow morning,” said Joe, who had somehow appeared behind them. He could tell from Charlotte’s expression what she was thinking and spoke up to remind her.

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Peter nodded in agreement, “Master hasn’t been feeling well lately and goes to bed very early. Every time I ask him, he says he’s fine…”

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