After a while, Charlotte came out wearing a light pink dress, and Henry went over to her, gently wrapping his arm around her waist and whispering in her ear, "Honey, you're so beautiful."
Charlotte coquettishly looked at him, pushed him away, and said, "All right, weren't you in a rush just now? Let's go." Henry smiled tenderly at her and said, "Okay, let's go, my dear wife." He then took Charlotte's hand and got into the car. Charlotte blushed and followed him, her face full of shyness.
Henry helped her open the car door and put his hand on the top of the door to prevent her from bumping into it. After she sat down in the passenger seat, he moved to the driver's seat. On such a beautiful day, he decided not to call the driver and preferred to drive himself, not wanting anyone else to intervene in their time together.