Confrontation

_Ding Dong_

Her eyebrows knit together when the doorbell rings early in the morning. She has just finished her bath and is preparing to order breakfast to be served at exactly 8 a.m. since they have a date planned for today. Placing the towel on the couch, she moves the curtains from the window to let the morning sun rays enter. It helps Edward wake up, as he hates alarms.

When the doorbell rings again, she sighs and walks toward the door, opening it immediately without checking. She doesn’t want to disturb Edward's sleep.

“Yes. How can I help you?” She looks at the person hesitatingly standing before her.

“Sister!” Rachel takes two steps back, playing with her fingers. The bruises on her face and the corner of her lips are clear signs of domestic violence.

Charlotte’s eyes scan Rachel’s body carefully. Her eyebrows rise upon seeing Rachel’s condition, which is a stark contrast to the pampered life she was used to. The dark bruises and wounds make Rachel look pathetic and miserabl