Standing there, I could tell that the man was Jeremy Archer without carefully observing him. He was wearing the same clothes as he had worn in the daytime. As the rain fell on him, he, who was thin, seemed to be on the verge of collapse. I said, "Uncle, I've told you that you got the wrong person. How come you found me here? How did you find this place?" I spoke calmly as if I wasn't connected to him. "No, I indeed have nothing to do with me." Walking up to me step by step, Jeremy grabbed my clothes with his hands, "Charlotte, we did everything wrong in the past. After I went home, I told your mother that I had seen you. She insisted that I should take you home for dinner. She even gets the dishes ready." "Could Gina cook?" I wasn't convinced. Gina claimed herself to be a noble lady. She didn't know how to cook at all. How come she could cook after a few years? I doubted that. Shelton asked me with an umbrella in his hands, "What a
"Darling, did Charlotte come back with you?" Hearing the noise, Gina came out of the kitchen. Seeing her, I was even more stunned. If I met her on the street, I would never recognize that she was Gina! She, who was much thinner, wore a flory shirt and a peach-red thick vest outside. At a glance, I knew she was wearing something off the rack. In the past, she had always been contemptuous of these things. How did she become like this? Soon, Gina saw me behind Jeremy. And her eyes lit up. She came over and grabbed me, "Charlotte!" After finishing her words, she hugged me directly, "It's indeed Charlotte! I'm not blind, am I? It's true that she is my Charlotte!" As I was being hugged in her arms, I could smell a stench coming from her hair. If they were acting, they were super good actors. Based on my understanding of them, never would they act like this. They surely had been used to living like this. After that, Gina looked
The next morning, the rain stopped. I stood in front of the window on the second floor and opened it. The smell of the wet soil came into my nose, and the asphalt street outside was washed clean by the rain. I couldn't help but want to go out for a walk. I cleaned up and got changed. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Gina and Jeremy sitting at the door of my house! When I opened the door, the two of them stood up. Gina even wanted to walk inside without my permission. "What are you doing?" I put both my hands on the door to block them. Gina looked at me and said with a smile, "Charlotte, have you had breakfast? We brought you breakfast. It's cold out there. Let's go in." I saw a plastic bag in her hand. There was a bowl in it. There seemed to be some thin porridge in the bowl, from which a lot had already been spilled out. "I've told you that I'm not your daughter. I'll call the police if you keep acting like this!" I
I could clearly feel something piercing through my skin and into my body! The next second, the pain in the back of my waist intensified. It was getting more and more painful! I bit my lips hard and turned around, only to see Gina standing there behind me. She was still holding the knife that pierced into my body. It was a fruit knife. The metal blade was already covered with blood! It hurt! I had never felt so much pain! Although I wanted to stand up, the pain in the back of my waist was beyond my imagination. I turned around and moved my leg, which affected my wound. I fell to my knees directly because of the pain. "What are you doing!" Jeremy obviously did not expect Gina to stab me! There was no fear in Gina's eyes. Instead, she looked ferocious. "Can't you tell that she won't give us the house? In a while, the Cowell Family's third son will surely come over, and we'll be doomed then! Since that's the case, we'd better kill her! At wor
Lying there, I heard the ringtone of my cell phone upstairs ringing once. After that, it never rang again. I couldn't be more hopeless. The sounds of the doorbell outside didn't ring either. Only then did Gina continue to clean up the scene. In the end, she arrived at the meeting room. Standing at the door of the meeting room, Gina looked at me. As always, there wasn't any trace of sympathy on her face. Instead, she looked somewhat overjoyed. I knew that she felt overjoyed because she thought that she could get my house and make money with it soon. Gina didn't say a word to me. Of course, I don't have the strength to talk to her anymore. At this time, I couldn't even lift my eyelids. I gradually lost my senses. Feeling cold and listless, I couldn't even move a finger. Lying there, I vaguely heard a noisy voice that seemed to ring outside the door. But I didn't know what on earth had happened. Neither could I care l
After I finished my words, I sensed that Patrick held me in his arms somewhat stiffly. He got up slightly and looked at me with a lost look on his face. Seeing his look, I couldn't help but be stunned. Green stubble was all over Patrick's face. With his eye sockets sunken, there were pretty dark eye circles under his eyes. He seemed to... It was as if... He hadn't slept well for a long time. Seeing him like this, I felt a sharp pain in my heart. I couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek, asking, "What happened to you..." "Patrick." As Patrick was about to respond, Shelton came in. He went straight to our side and said to Patrick, "Jeremy is waiting for you, saying that he has something to tell you." Patrick looked up at Shelton. Hesitating for a moment, he stood up. When Patrick withdrew his arms, unexpectedly, I, who could no longer feel the familiar warmth, felt a profound reluctance in my heart.
Without thinking, I quickly grabbed the towel from Shelton's hand and hung it in front of me. "Turn around and let me check your wound." He did treat me as a patient instead of a woman. As he spoke, he was about to force me to turn around. "No, thanks. I'm all right." I flushed. "You go out first. I'll go out after I wash my hair." At that point, I didn't have the mood to take a shower. "No." Shelton looked serious, and his eyes were full of worry. "Either I help you wash your hair, or you allow me to check your wound now." In the small bathroom, the white fog rising from the hot water had almost dissipated. The more I thought about it, the shyer I became. But Shelton blocked me and did not intend to leave. Watching my face getting redder and redder, he seemed to have finally realized what I was thinking. He quickly draped a big bath towel over my shoulders and said, "I'll get a chair for you. After that, I'll help you wash away the foam on you
When Shelton was taking a shower, I hurried back to my room to put on my clothes. I lost a lot of weight recently and my face was a little pale because of my coma. In order not to worry Ned, I put on a little makeup and applied a layer of pink blusher, which made me look much better. When I opened the door, Shelton also came out. He was wearing a pure white bathrobe. Its neckline was wide open to the waist, revealing his tight pectoral muscles. Seeing him like this, I couldn't help but blush. I lowered my head slightly and said, "I'm ready. I'll wait for you in the living room." "All right." His voice came into my ears with a faint smile. It wasn't until he entered the bedroom that I reached the living room. Sitting on the sofa, I picked up the little doll next to me, which was a cute kitten. It had a big head. Such a thing didn't match Shelton at all. I held the little kitten and pinched it for a while. Then I heard a c