Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Charlotte’s heart lightened up when she saw that she had successfully persuaded Roel to do her bidding. His vexed expression made her lips curl in glee. She slowly snuggled herself into his arms.
Her movements were gentle and careful in view of Roel’s poor health, but the sentiments behind her gesture were clear. Feeling her warmth, Roel caressed her hair.
Even though neither of them said a word, they seemed to be silently communicating their mood and thoughts to each other.
Lying in her lover’s arms, Charlotte thought about everything they had been through over the past few months, and she suddenly felt a lump in her throat. She opened her arms and tightly embraced him.
He responded by gently stroking her back.
Being targeted by the Six Calamities was the worst nightmare anyone could have—it was no different from receiving an advance notice from Death itself. There were moments when she felt so helpless she simply wanted everything to end. Yet, they managed to turn things around and achieve a different outcome with their combined effort.
Their confrontation with Flooding Death was now a thing of the past, and the two of them were now out of danger. Still, the two of them had bottled up so many emotions over the past few months that they needed to vent.
Even thinking about the other possible outcomes was more than enough to frighten Charlotte. She started sobbing against Roel’s chest, and it took a while before she finally calmed down.
As she wiped the tears from her eyes, she abruptly dropped a bomb.
“Darling, let’s have a child.”
“Hm?”
Roel was so surprised by the sudden suggestion that he couldn’t react at all. He could only blink his eyes blankly as he tried to comprehend the situation.
Thinking that he didn’t hear her clearly, Charlotte repeated herself.
“Darling, let’s have a child.”
“No, I heard that the first time, but…”
Roel wasn’t sure how he should respond to her suggestion. He did hear about how the flux of emotions experienced in the wake of surviving a crisis would bring about a strong urge to bear of
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