Carlotta's brow furrowed from time to time during the meeting, and her soft lips pursed with worry.
For a moment Henry wanted to guard Carlotta, to serve her well, to make Carlotta's life all about him and joy. Yet he also clearly understood that Carlotta was not that kind of female.
She had her stubbornness and would never willingly become a vase for the many males to display in their homes, not to mention Carlotta's own ability to outperform the other females.
Wasn't Carlotta's refusal to serve at the Pacification Institute precisely because she didn't want to be controlled and wanted to live her life the way she wanted to?
So it didn't matter, Henry decided to be Carlotta's best supporter.
If Carlotta said it was just a shower, then it could be just a shower. He would try to make Carlotta see him, but not force it.
Henry's mind was looking out for Carlotta, but gradually he couldn't suppress his physical craving for Carlotta.
