Chapter 42 I Felt Cold
Chapter 42 I Felt Cold
Chapter 42 I Felt Cold
"I'm so excited. Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Charlotte took back her hand, rubbed her wrist quietly, and wrinkled her nose. Her hands hurt so much and they must be bruised.
Andrew didn't notice this. Looking at the gentle and charming girl under the moonlight, he said softly, "Char, tell me, is my uncle forcing you...?"
Charlotte forced a smile, "Andrew, Why do you think so?"
Andrew pursed his lips, and said excitedly, "Because he...he is a robber! Char, we have clearly agreed that you will be my girlfriend and we will be together forever..."
Behind the tea tree, Matthew's dark eyes fell on Nelson, "It seems that I accidentally listened to something."
Nelson sat in a wheelchair and looked at the two people not far from him, then said calmly, "What do you want to say?"
Matthew paused, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and said, "I know Grandma has done something wrong. She forces you to accept the girl. but... this girl is innocent, and if she and Andrew are in love, then can you...?"
Nelson turned his head. He was sitting in a wheelchair, which made him a little shorter than the standing Matthew, but his eyes were full of sneer, "What? Let them be together?"
Matthew said, "A gentleman should respect others."
"I'm not a gentleman." Nelson sneered again, "She has entered my room and she is mine. I will not let her go."
Not to mention letting her go with another man.
Just thinking about it, the killing factor in Nelson's body was clamoring, struggling, and trying to destroy everything.
Matthew frowned. It was difficult for him to understand his brother's paranoia, and he had quarreled with him many times because of this. Of course, he was angry unilaterally, and Nelson never took it seriously.
Thinking of Nelson's body, Matthew endured for a while, and finally said, "If she really wants to go with Andrew, will you kill her?"
Nelson subconsciously wanted to say yes but paused when he was about to speak.
If she died and became lifeless with pale skin which had no elasticity and soft feeling of touch, and when you teased her, she wouldn't blush, talk or cry...that was pretty boring.
Nelson narrowed his eyes and changed his words, "If she dares, I will break her legs and lock her up for the rest of her life. When she is obedient, she will be released."
Matthew had been a very decent person since he was a child, so he strongly disagreed with Nelson's dangerous and perverted idea. when he was about to say something, he heard Charlotte's sweet and soft voice under the white tea tree in front of them, "Andrew, you had said these things but I didn't promise you."
Andrew was stunned.
Charlotte took two steps back and distanced himself from her, "Andrew, I have never agreed to stay with you, nor have I made any promises to you."
"Char!" Andrew's voice was hoarse as if he was about to cry in the next second, "Why...?"
Charlotte pursed her bitter lips and said softly, "Andrew, haven't I already told you that I don't like you."
She was deeply sad when saying these, but she still insisted, "Now I am Mr. Clark's wife, so you can just call me by my name in the future. It will be good for everyone." She looked up at the moon in the sky, and said, "Mr. Clark should be back, and I have to go back."
"Charlotte!" Andrew grabbed her hand and said, "I have loved you for so many years! Why do you treat me like this?"
Charlotte's wrist suffered again, and it hurt so much. She frowned, thinking that Andrew would never be like this. He was a very gentle boy and would never force others.
Andrew's voice was sad as if he would cry, "I know you're not someone who will give up on yourself for the sake of power and wealth. Tell me, why? Tell me!"
Charlotte felt a bitter taste in her throat.
She had indeed had fantasies about this gentle and kind boy. He smiled like sunshine and could illuminate all her darkness, but it was also because of him that all the girls in the school regarded her as a thorn in their eyes. If they walked together, and when she went to school the next day, her desk would be kicked over. If Andrew smiled at her and touched her head, she would be blocked in the women's toilet and be humiliated verbally. If Andrew sent her home, the next day all her textbooks would be viciously written: "Kill you".
In fact, those girls also understood that without Charlotte, Andrew would not like them either. But they just felt angry that how could Andrew, a popular boy in the school, love such an illegitimate daughter with a dirty and ugly mother who destroyed another's family?
Therefore, they had to force Charlotte to stay away from Andrew.
But Charlotte bore everything alone and she never mentioned these things to Andrew.
She looked up at the young man in front of her. If time were earlier, she would say a lot to him, but he had transferred to another school, and she had no chance to say those words to him at that time. Now she just didn't want to say either.
Taking a deep breath, Charlotte said, "Andrew, you're actually wrong about me. In fact, I love money so much, otherwise, how could I enter the Clark family? You never know what the real me looks like. Please go."
"Impossible!" Andrew couldn't believe it and insisted on hearing the truth from Charlotte's mouth, "Impossible! Don't try to lie to me!"
"You hurt her." A light and cold voice sounded in the dark, like a murmur from hell, making people's backs cold. There was the sound of a wheelchair, and Nelson appeared coldly, "Let her go."
Andrew paused for a moment and said, "Uncle..."
Charlotte took the opportunity to pull back her wrist. Her painful eyes turned red. She looked at Nelson and ran behind him like a little hamster.
Nelson didn't look at her, but said to Andrew, "Andrew, I'll give you three seconds to apologize to your aunt."
Charlotte was stunned, and Andrew's eyes were also surprised.
Nelson's voice was cold and indifferent, "Three..."
Andrew gritted his teeth tightly, and his handsome face was filled with reluctance.
He was not willing to do so! Why did the girl that he had loved for so long then become his uncle's wife?
"Two..."
Nelson's eyes were even colder as if he was thinking about how to kill his unrelated nephew.
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"Sir!" Charlotte nervously grabbed the man's hand and looked at him with big round eyes, "I'm so cold. Let's go back, okay?"
Nelson lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, "Are you protecting him?"