The Ferris wheel slowly descended from the sky.
When it touched the ground, Charlotte was sitting there, still a little dazed.
Happiness...
She felt that happiness was simply peacefully coexisting with this man.
She slowly turned her head and looked at the man leaning against her shoulder. Robert Stephens was slowly raising his head. When he saw her turn her head, his gaze fell on her face.
Unintentionally, their eyes met.
The carriage swayed slightly as the Ferris wheel came to a stop.
Charlotte gently said to him, "We're here, be careful, I'll help you down."
Her tone was indescribably gentle, even her lowered eyes looked soft.
Robert Stephens gazed at her gentle brows and eyes. After a moment, he slowly raised his hand and placed his pale fingers in her palm.
The staff came over and helped Charlotte to assist the man from the Ferris wheel into a wheelchair.
