Jack's POV
It seemed like Charlotte was so determined with her decision, she didn't want me to be in her house, and I didn't want to go home, especially now that I was starting to see the real Charlotte Divenson.
She was wearing a shirt and shorts, so simple, yet, she still looked so beautiful and young that I wanted to take her into my arms. I knew I came here to Barcelonia to make her fall for me and not the other way around.
Watching her eat her food without care if she was the daughter of Clark Divenson made me smile. I hope she will have a night swimming with me. Mario told me her wife hid the wines back in the cellar so Charlotte would be left with nothing, and just watching her now without knowing what was really happening around her made me feel guilty.
