CHARLOTTE
Every second that ticked past as we remained in this awkward silence made me nervous, and I couldn't meet Nathan’s eyes.
He stared at me, his gaze boring a hole so deep into my skin that it almost hurt.
After some minutes, I decided to break the fucking silence by speaking up.
“I—”
“How—”
We spoke at the same time and laughed nervously like two teenagers caught making out.
I cleared my throat. “You should go first,”
His eyes twinkled amusingly, and he leaned forward.
“I don't mean to push it…” he sighed, and then his eyes narrowed with that same concern I was getting used to seeing. “…but you're okay, right?” He asked.
“I am, sir Nathan.”
“Nathan, please.” He cringed. “Call me, Nathan.”
My lips stretched into a smile. “I’m fine, Nathan.”
&l
CHARLOTTEMy heart thumped a thousand times its normal pace per second.I couldn’t believe it. Did I say that? Did I just ask for Nathan’s hand in marriage?Yes, I did. And the thick silence enveloping the room proved that.While I shook internally, outwardly, I maintained a confident front, hoping something good would come from my insane request.I never meant to say this, but it was my only resort with everything happening.I never intended to force Nathan to marry me. I wanted Sir Williams and Lady Melina to see how headstrong I was.They couldn’t control or manipulate me however they liked. If they thought I would let Liam go easily after everything he’d done to me, then they would have another thing coming.I bit my lips anxiously before turning to steal a glance at Nathan.His dark eyes shone in surprise briefly before changing to a calm look. He wasn't offended, nor did he rebuke me.
CHARLOTTEAs I stepped out of the prison gates, blinking against the bright sun and warm breeze caressing my neck, a single word echoed in my head.Freedom. I was free.It had been three years since my arrest—three years since my whole life fell apart at the seams.I wasn’t exactly sure when or how it happened, but one minute, I was the beautiful heiress of the Windsor’s, and the next, I was a prisoner with no name, my freedom lost to me as surely as if it never existed.It all started when the Nanny’s daughter, Sophia Smith, came forward with claims that I wasn’t the biological daughter of the Windsor but was instead switched at birth by her mother.Sophia continued with her story, claiming she was the real heiress and that there was even a paternity test to confirm it. The story seemed crazy initially, but it was proven true after rigorous checks, and Nanny Anna came forward to confess her involvement.I, Charlotte, was not the biological child of the Windsor’s, and my whole existen
CHARLOTTEUnhappiness coated my face as I leaned against the car, ignoring Liam as he rambled on how useless I was.How blind he had been to marry a wench like me.I said nothing in response. He wanted me to talk. He wanted to rile me up so that I would fuel his hatred and anger, but I was not going to do that. I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction.“You will do as I say, okay?” I managed to hear him amidst his tirade.I leaned further into the car, wishing I could run away from him and his family.Honestly, I felt guilty for taking Sophia’s place in the family. When it was revealed, I was shocked and had put myself in her position.If I were to be the one, I would also be filled with hatred. But I wasn’t, which was why I endured Sophia's deliberate actions.Honestly, I did think of ways to apologize to her, but she had her motives: to bring me down before everyone who thought I was a good person. It reached the point that even the maids didn't deem me respectable anymore.My life in
CHARLOTTEMy throat bobbed as I sat before the doctor who examined me.I clenched my fist tight, my chest heaving with deep breaths as anxiety rolled through my veins in waves.After a few minutes, the doctor sighed and turned to us, extending the result.“From what I see, I advise against her donating the bone marrow. Her recent health condition does not allow it. I think you should find another donor.” He told us, dropping his glasses gently on the desk.Relief washed through me at his words, but it was short-lived when Liam’s voice came through.“No!” He exclaimed adamantly, and I flinched.His eyes turned dark as he picked up the file, skimming through the pages. “She is strong enough.“He held my hand up in the air.The doctor shook his head, “Mr. Liam, I understand your pressing need for a donor, but Mrs. Charlotte is not the right person. The surgery could harm her in different ways and even lead to her death. I would say you should find a healthy donor to speed up time and—”“
CHARLOTTEThe Hamilton’s mansion had not changed one bit. It still looked the same as it did three years ago.I felt a wave of sadness hit me when I stepped through the entrance.This was where it all began and ended. And now I was back.“And what?” A voice sneered, getting my attention, and I rushed into the mansion.Shock flashed through my face when I saw my son, Charles, being manhandled by a maid.“What are you going to do? Nothing! You cannot do anything since your useless mother is not here! And she willnever be. She’s in prison forever, and your daddy doesn’t even care about you.” She bit at the young boy.“Stop!” I clenched my fist tight and yelled, “Stop it!” I marched towards the maid, anger coursing through me.When I got to her, I didn't let the shock of seeing my son register as I roughly pushed her.She gasped, stumbling. When she looked up to see who’d pushed her, the expression on her face changed from disdain to surprise.She was surprised to see me. Well, good for
CHARLOTTEI watched as the maids gathered in the center of the living room. Not only them but different other people. From the guards to some family members.The Hamilton’s mansion was huge so there were many people who lived here—most of them relatives.“Who dares to steal my diamond necklace?” Lady Melina bellowed.Lady Melina was Liam’s mother and she cherished her jewelries and not to add that thing had a diamond attached to it, she would kill anyone who stole it.Whispers echoed in the living room and I looked around but no one was saying anything out loud.“Lady Melinda, actually, I don't know if you have noticed.” Sophia’s maid stepped forward. My heart skipped as I knew what she was about to say next. “A criminal has been recently released from prison.” Every head turned to me and I held my breath, knowing exactly where she was going.“Her,” she pointed at me. “I think she stole it. Maybe she stole it as a plot to revenge, who knows?” She accused me.Tension hung in the air an
NATHAN*** Hours Earlier ***HAMILTON GROUP It had read in bold letters.There was once a time where Fairchild filled the walls and consumed the mouths of those who uttered them but strangely that felt like such a long time ago. I hardly even remembered it.My existence brought out Hamilton and there were times I wondered if it should’ve happened in the first place.When Née Fairchild died, or rather, Tina Hamilton—I liked to remember her with the name she was born with—the name Fairchild sunk into oblivion, never to be heard again.Sometimes I think my late mother regretted that decision, letting it all disappear into nothing.My father, William Hamilton, took over after her death, after all he was her husband but she had a child, an heir in which she left everything to—much to his displeasure.But there wasn’t much he could do against a will that stipulated the company would be transferred to my name once I was of age.If we had a good relationship, or at least managed to salvage a
CHARLOTTE“This necklace belonged to my mother. My mother? What audacity did you have to declare my mother’s heirloom as yours?”I watched as Melina’s face instantly pale, the wrinkles that sat under her heavy makeup coming into view, as Nathan half yelled at her.It was strange seeing him here, much less seeing him angry but I couldn’t say a word. I just stood by and watched the scene unfolding before me.“I’m waiting for you to say something!” He thundered again, and Melina visibly flinched, staggering backward clumsily.“Erm, Nathan Darling.” She began. “I…I…” She stammered, unable to form a coherent response, and I could see disgust flowing of Nathan’s eyes as he stared at her.“Yes? Or has your voice suddenly lost momentum now? Can’t you speak?” He harshly continued. “It was your loud voice that disrupted my evening, and now you can’t say a word.”“No, my dear son. It’s…”“I am not your son!”Melina swallowed again. “It’s not like that. It’s… it’s…” She dragged her gaze from Nath
CHARLOTTEMy heart thumped a thousand times its normal pace per second.I couldn’t believe it. Did I say that? Did I just ask for Nathan’s hand in marriage?Yes, I did. And the thick silence enveloping the room proved that.While I shook internally, outwardly, I maintained a confident front, hoping something good would come from my insane request.I never meant to say this, but it was my only resort with everything happening.I never intended to force Nathan to marry me. I wanted Sir Williams and Lady Melina to see how headstrong I was.They couldn’t control or manipulate me however they liked. If they thought I would let Liam go easily after everything he’d done to me, then they would have another thing coming.I bit my lips anxiously before turning to steal a glance at Nathan.His dark eyes shone in surprise briefly before changing to a calm look. He wasn't offended, nor did he rebuke me.
CHARLOTTEEvery second that ticked past as we remained in this awkward silence made me nervous, and I couldn't meet Nathan’s eyes.He stared at me, his gaze boring a hole so deep into my skin that it almost hurt.After some minutes, I decided to break the fucking silence by speaking up.“I—”“How—”We spoke at the same time and laughed nervously like two teenagers caught making out.I cleared my throat. “You should go first,”His eyes twinkled amusingly, and he leaned forward.“I don't mean to push it…” he sighed, and then his eyes narrowed with that same concern I was getting used to seeing. “…but you're okay, right?” He asked.“I am, sir Nathan.”“Nathan, please.” He cringed. “Call me, Nathan.”My lips stretched into a smile. “I’m fine, Nathan.”&l
CHARLOTTE(PRESENT DAY)The initial numbness that had held me in its grasp earlier vanished the moment my eyes blinked open for the second time.As the harsh sunlight rays made me squint my eyes, my consciousness spiked from bleakness to awareness, and I was suddenly aware of everything.The smell of antiseptics reminded me that I was in the hospital.And Nathan.My heart caught in my chest at the thought that he might have left, but when I snapped my head to the side, my worry melted, and my heart bubbled.His head leaned sideways against the bed just by my side, his eyes were shut, and his soft snores floated through the monitor’s recurring beep to my ears.Watching him this close-up did something inside me. I almost didn't want to sit on the bed, but I did. I noticed he'd removed his suit jacket and draped it over the headrest of the chair he was sitting on.And his tie hung loosely from his neck.He was a worn-out mess.A handsome mess who'd kept to his word and stayed beside me f
NATHAN(Flashback continued)Sanity was far from reach, and maintaining patience was excruciating. I could barely count how many times my heart thumped in a second or put an end to the nerve-wracking turmoil inside me.Charlotte wasn’t fine.Her heart had stopped.That was the only information they left us with, and almost an hour passed, and still nothing.My hands were cold and shaking, and with shallow breathing and impatiently tapping feet, I muttered. “You should leave now,” I said to my assistant.“Now?”“Yes. Go get the evidence before it is tampered with.”“Alright then,” Dan muttered, and with a hesitant nod, he left.I sank my gaze to the ground.God knows that if Liam were to come within my line of sight now or any moment from now, I’d choke him with my bare hands.Strangle the bastard and make him almost taste death so he can experience what Charlotte was going through.He—The emergency room door opening caught my attention, and a relieved breath escaped my lips as my gaz
NATHANA DAY EARLIER (Flashback)I changed my mind.I’d considered going home before visiting Charlotte but decided against it.Facing my father wasn’t at the top of my list right now.So I told my driver to drive straight to the hospital.When I arrived, I went straight to the receptionist's desk, signed off on Charlotte’s card, and was swiftly directed to her room.When I arrived, I met Dan, Charles, and Noah sitting beside a still-unconscious Charlotte.Noah’s face looked pale, and his eyes were puffy, indicating he was crying. Dan had his hands around him and squeezed every once in a while.Charles also looked miserable and kept looking up anxiously. The little kid was the first to spot me.“Uncle Nathan!” His squeaky voice called out, drawing everyone in the room's attention.He jumped up from his chair and ran over to me.“Uncle Nathan!” He repeated as he wrapped his tiny arms around my leg. “Thank God you came. I thought you wouldn’t come.” He sniffed loudly, then began sobbing
CHARLOTTEI saw him again.The monster.His evil laughter echoed through the cold silence like a rumble of thunder, and I could barely hold a breath as I ran from his hot pursuit, my body slipping into weakness as I tumbled against something on the ground.He was terrifyingly close, and even in the frenzy of my heart and the horror that befell me as I stared at him, all I could think about was my son. Charles.I had tucked him away from the danger, but who was to tell he hadn’t befallen another?I let out a shocked gasp as he approached and suddenly lifted his hand so I could see what he was holding.Charles.My little boy.Blood oozed from a gash on the side of his head, soaking his hair and clothes. He was staring at me wide-eyed, and I returned the stare with a horrifying one.How? How did he get to Charles? How?“No. No, no, please. Let my son go.” I begged, but he ignored my pleas—the vile man.“Mommy,” Charles whimpered, a tear falling from his eyes. “Mommy, save me,”“Please, l
NATHAN‘…Marry my daughter, and your apology will be accepted.’That was a laughable request, and as it repeated in my head, I couldn’t help snorting at it.Felix Chandler grimaced as if offended.“You think it’s stupid?” he frowned deeper.“I can’t be made to marry your daughter over some mistake of the past, Mr. Felix,” I stated matter-of-factly. “but I can recompense.”His anger grew evident on his face.“You can recompense?”“Yes. I can compensate Wendy or you for—““Are you trying to buy our apology?” he interrupted harshly, his lips curled up in a sneer. “Do you think we’re cheap enough to—”“First, Mr. Felix,” It was my turn to interrupt him. “I don’t intend to ‘buy’ apologies. I want a situation where both parties are happy, and marriage doesn’t do it for me.”“I don’t—"“I’ll give her anything else she wants except marriage,” I stated. “A healthy space? A good phycologist? A dating partner? Even money, millions? Name it.”“Mr. Nathan—”“I won’t offer your daughter marriage,”
NATHANIt took me a few seconds to regain my self after the bombshell dropped.“Tony really confessed.” I said more to myself than Dan but I heard him hum.“Who is she?” I asked, my brows furrowing with attentiveness and briefly one name stood at the back of my mind.Charlotte.“Do you remember Wendy Chandler?” Dan asked in reply and my brows furrowed even more.The Chandler name wasn’t a strange one, as they were one of the influential families in the country.Third only to the Windsors and Hamiltons.So, of course, I knew who that woman was and I face palmed myself, groaning loudly.As if sensing my dread, Dan spelt out who she was clearly. “She was the girl that mistakenly entered your room that night, five years ago…and to further repeat Tony’s confession, the woman you slept with.”“Fucking hell.” I cussed, gritting my jaw so hard it hurt. “This must be a joke.”While I didn’t remember that night in clear details, there was no way I could forget my encounter with Wendy.Daughter
AUTHOR’S POVIt only took the briefest moment, as everyone remained still with visible shock at what Charlotte had done to herself, before chaos ensued.“Charlotte!” Noah called out in a yell as he watched his sister fall the ground again.Unsheathed panic streamed through his blood vessels as he tried to writhe out from the guards holding him to get to her, but every struggle turned useless as they held him in place and he could only wail.Liam, however, had frozen with a bolt of shock.He hadn’t expected that.That she could ever pull off self-harm to protect someone she loved.Yes, he’d known things about Charlotte in the years they were married, and he wouldn’t deny that she was kind and selfless but hurting herself because of a loved one.Willingly embracing death to save her kin…it was new to him. And for the first time, he felt totally discombobulated, and afraid.“Let me go!” Noah’s determination to get to his sister was still unfettering as the bodyguards resilience in lettin