Feeling uncomfortable with the heat, Charles became even more agitated when he was provoked by the girl in front of him. Hot air seemed to rush to his head!
Charles stood up, feeling a moment of dizziness. What the hell is happening? Since when did he, a robust man, start experiencing women's problems? Low blood sugar? How else could he explain the dizziness?
Hannah Snow didn't miss his faint stagger. At this moment, his handsome face turned abnormally red. What's wrong with him? Why isn't he arguing with her this time? And he's blushing? It's really a sight to behold!
Charles felt more and more stars swirling before his eyes. Finally, he lost control and fell backward. Just before he closed his eyes, he heard Hannah Snow's cool words, "Fool, don't you know black absorbs heat? Serves him right for getting heatstroke!"
Hannah Snow! I, Charles Smith, will never reconcile with you!!!
Seeing his reaction, Hannah calmly instructed the servants of the Smith family to carry him into the room to rest. Then, she arranged for a driver to take Miss Lillian back home. Afterward, she exchanged glances with the people present and burst into laughter, tears streaming down her face. Hahaha...
Her beloved senior, her boss, had actually suffered heatstroke in her own home!
Hahaha...
The dignified Charles Smith, wearing a black shirt on a hot day, passed out from heatstroke. This news became a gossip topic for the next month, circulating in newspapers and being discussed by people over tea and dinner.
Charles Smith's name became more frequently mentioned on everyone's lips.
When Charles woke up, it was already six in the evening. Anna, with her rare motherly love, was carefully changing the damp towel for him, taking care of him in a tender manner that warmed his heart.
Anna didn't hesitate to slap his fingers. At this point, why should they care about saving face?
"If it wasn't for Hannah, you wouldn't even know if you'd wake up now! Besides, what do you have that Hannah hasn't seen before?"
Even the worst of the gossip had already spread, and at this moment, he was embarrassed about fainting from heatstroke. What a strange guy!
Hannah couldn't control herself and burst into laughter, holding her stomach. It was so funny.
Charles's face became even more colorful upon hearing his mother's explanation. What? Carried in? How much of a disgrace was he?
"Hannah, close your drooling mouth!" Why was she laughing so exaggeratedly?
Hannah struggled to regain her composure, "Senior, do you want to know why you got heatstroke?"
She couldn't believe that a top student like him didn't even know this basic knowledge.
Charles glanced at her, clearly not interested, and Anna forcefully patted the back of his head. "Are you clueless about life? How can you wear a black outfit in this scorching sun, absorbing all the heat! Don't you dare tell anyone that you're my son, Charles Smith!"
"Mom, I've always dressed like this!" He truly didn't understand; he had always been fine before.
Hannah couldn't help but burst out laughing. How come she never noticed that this guy was so comical?
"Haha... It's because... you've always stayed in air-conditioned rooms..."
His handsome face turned completely black. Charles jumped out of bed, pushed both women, regardless of their protests, out of the room, and locked the door. The most critical issue now was how to restore his dignified image!