Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 561 The Real Charlie

Until we arrived at the restaurant, Meteor still didn't seem to want to get off me, instead, he opened his arms when the appetizers arrived and asked me to continue feeding him

I glanced at the man opposite me and saw that he was just staring at the scene without any intention of stopping Meteor from acting spoiled or saying anything to me. So, I could only feed Meteor while taking the initiative to start a conversation

"It seems that Meteor has fully recovered from his cold, but Mr. Marilyn, you still need to be more careful. After he just recovered from the illness, reduce the frequency of taking him out for meals. Children of this age don't have such

strong resistance."

What I mean is to remind him that even though

Meteor 1s the one going out for dinner today, as a father, Mr. Marilyn should still make the right judgment about it

But he obviously didn't understand the hidden meaning behind my words and instead laughed, "Olive, you really care about Meteor's physical condition. I am increasingly grateful that I chose to get to know you. You will be a great parenting partner."

Parenting partner... Does it refer to exchanging parenting experiences?

Mr. Marilyn's description of me puzzled me, and just as I was about to speak, he reminded me, "It's not working hours now, and we are already familiar with each other. Don't be so polite

anymore. Just call me Charlie."

This was already the second time he brought up this matter

Just last time, when Aaron was present, I didn't have a chance to respond to the topic before Aaron took it over. I pretended not to hear clearly and didn't give a definite reply

But this time, there were only the two of us present, and no one to help me avoid this topic. I didn't want to appear too sentimental, so I generously referred to him as he suggested, "Okay, Charlie. This is the first time I've heard the term 'parenting partner,' it's very innovative.'

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Mr. Marilyn, no, Charlie, he smiled and didn't respond, just looked very affectionately at the little Meteor beside me

But it was precisely because of his gaze on Meteor that I noticed a slightly different atmosphere

Although I have never taken care of a five or six-year-old child, I at least know that a child's thinking is different from that of an adult

Just like Molly and Jasmin are showing now, I don't think they would have developed a very organized way of doing things in just four years

However, I see this maturity in Meteor that is beyond his age

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Actually, if you think about it carefully, when we first met, this child did not show any fear towards strangers. At that time, his father Charlie explained that I had a special connection with Meteor, so he was very attached to me

But after several consecutive encounters, I am inclined to believe that this child had been educated by someone before meeting me, telling them to act closer to me

When this terrifying thought came into my mind, I instinctively glanced at Meteor, who was diligently chewing on spaghetti next to me

He appeared well-behaved, but as soon as his father looked over, that well-behaved demeanor became even more deliberate

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So when the waiter brought the dessert, I deliberately relaxed my grip on the ice cream bowl, and the glass-made small bowl immediately slipped from my hand, almost colliding with the table night in front of Meteor, shattering into pieces

I am very certain that a normal five-year-old child, when faced with such a situation, would cry and seek out their closest person

Scared Meteor was no exception. In the moment when the glass bowl shattered, he instinctively looked up to find his father's figure. But the next second, after Charlie looked over, he unexpectedly withdrew the gesture of wanting to hug, and then turned his head towards me, softly calling out "Auntie"

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The feeling was like I was a prey, and he was a trained hunting dog. No matter what happened, he couldn't let the prey escape

So, who could the despicable hunter be in this story?

I looked up at Charlie, who stood up and called someone to clean up the broken glass shards

Suddenly, I felt a chill down my spine

I couldn't believe that he would sacrifice his son's sense of security just to get close to me, using him as a "tool" to "kidnap" me

But the fact seems to be true again

As my thoughts became clearer and clearer, the impression of Charlie Marilyn in my heart became more and more vague

Polite and gentlemanly, he loved his wife and children. But the person in front of me, who was cunning and used children to get close to me, which one 1s the real him?