Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra, who had returned to her hotel, was inwardly restless.

Walking in the street, surrounded by noise and clamour, she felt a contrasting loneliness in her heart, and now that she was back in the place where she lived, surrounded by silence, she thought she could feel better, but she did not expect that the roaming thoughts were even more like a tidal wave, which came over her in waves, and called on her not to rest in peace.

“York Charlie …” she said the name in her mind, love and hate, tangled and tormented.

She has always longed to know the truth of the matter of that year, she has always longed for York Charlie to have any bitter feelings, but … yet, he said, the matter of that year is just that he wrongly blamed her.

A wrong blame, to send her to hell never to be born?

Why didn’t he come to ask her what was going on? Was it what he thought it was? He didn’t say anything, she had no way of knowing anything, so she suffered the pain of the death of her relatives and the abandonment of her lover at the same time without any knowledge.

In the end, she couldn’t even save her own life.

Blanche Capra hated and resented the fact that, in her mind, she was dead and York Charlie was the executioner who killed her! She thought she could go on all the way with such hatred that one day she would make that man pay. But the hardest thing to predict is one’s own feelings, and she could never have imagined that after he hurt her like that, her heart would still harbour love for him.

How sad and humble she was! How could she? How could there still be feelings like that? Blanche Capra sat on the bed covering her face and suppressing her sobs, while her body continued to tremble from such suppression, and her tears showered her hands like a ridiculous and sad, finally self-confessed defeat.

York Charlie remained at the office.

After Francesca Jones left with Blanche Capra, he stood still for a long time, keeping his eyes fixed on the blood-red stain on the clean white floor. He stared at it as if he was sizing up Blanche Capra through it, so much had happened today that York Charlie couldn’t calm down for a moment.

He was still thinking back, every expression Blanche Capra had made today, every word he had said, every gesture he had made. Trying to pick up any clues from it, clues that proved she was Brandi.

After going over all this again and again, York Charlie thought farther back, recalling bits and pieces of his time with Blanche Capra. Her modelling work, the house she used to rent, the dumplings she cooked for him, the supermarket trips he took with her, the way she and her grandmother seemed to have some kind of secret … He had always thought of Brandi when confronted with her, and then gradually less and less, until he had come to see her as someone else altogether.

Now, the whole thing seemed to be back to square one, and he was beginning to wonder, once again, if she was the person he thought she was.

York Charlie suddenly remembers that someone once sent him a picture of Brandi with a cool figure. He walks back to his office, digs out the phone he used to use, and opens the album. Sitting in his recliner, he looked it over.

The woman in the photo did look like Brandi, and he zoomed in inch by inch to see if she was Brandi or not, when suddenly York Charlie’s pupils shrank and focused on the woman’s neck.

There was a necklace hanging vaguely, a natural sapphire on her collarbone. York Charlie rubbed the spot, he remembered, it was a stone he got when he was a child, the size of his thumb, he treasured it for many years, and then once he overheard Brandi praising its purity and naturalness, he set it on a necklace and gave it to her on her birthday. He was so happy to see the woman’s face, he was so happy to see her, he was so happy to see the woman’s face.

That’s right! This man is Brandi!

Brandi she, is not dead!

York Charlie’s mind kept switching between images of Brandi wearing the necklace back then, then the woman in the photo wearing the necklace, and then Blanche Capra wearing a similar necklace.

By the way, he seemed to remember Blanche Capra wearing it in some public place! It was before he knew her, when she had appeared on screen and he had only glanced at her inadvertently.

York Charlie drove the car while asking SECRETARY Lean to look for Blanche Capra’s place, and soon York Charlie got the results. Then hoofed it towards there.

Blanche Capra washed up and put a cold towel on her face, her eyes were no longer red, but she was afraid she would wake up in the morning with some puffy eyes.

Just as she was about to go to bed and lie down for a while, there was a knock at the door.

She thought it was the dinner she had ordered that had come, and without much thought she went to open the door. As it turned out, the door was only halfway open when she was so frightened that she immediately went to close it.

York Charlie put one hand against the door she was trying to close, and reached in to tug on her with one hand, his voice a little urgent, “Don’t close it, don’t close it, you let me in!”

Blanche Capra went to push his hand, “Don’t even think about it! I’m not letting you in!”Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

What was he doing here so late at night?

“I have something I want to ask you!”

Blanche Capra just felt her head aching and her stomach hurting again as she pushed back, “We’ll talk about what’s going on tomorrow!”

“No!” York Charlie refused, how could something so important wait until tomorrow? York Charlie added more strength to push the door, but unexpectedly, the door opened without resistance, but Blanche Capra fell to the ground softly.

York Charlie rushed to help her, “What’s wrong with you? What’s wrong?”

Blanche Capra covered her stomach, her eyebrows deeply furrowed together, “Tummy, tummy ache. No strength …”

York Charlie immediately picked her up, slammed the door and rushed downstairs.

By the time they got to the hospital, Blanche Capra had fainted. York Charlie didn’t know what was wrong with her and could only ask the doctor. The doctor said, “The baby in her belly is in trouble and has threatened the mother’s body, it is recommended that you decide to remove the baby as soon as possible, otherwise …” The doctor shook his head.

He did not say the words York Charlie naturally able to understand, but he looked at Blanche Capra lying in the hospital bed does not know anything, heart for her heartache. When she woke up and learnt about this matter, I don’t know how hard it would be!

So York Charlie bought her something to eat and sat next to her and waited for her.

Blanche Capra finally woke up in the early hours of the morning, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the snow-white wall, and then her eyes turned, and there was York Charlie standing at the window with his back to her.

She saw the coldness of his side of his face, his long eyelashes seeming to be frozen.

“York Charlie,” she called out softly, her voice weak and soft.

York Charlie immediately turned around and walked over to her at the sound of his voice, Blanche Capra saw the blood in his eyes and heard the rasp in his voice, “You’re awake, would you like something to eat?”

He looked at the thermos on the bedside.

Blanche Capra shook her head, “It’s morning, isn’t it?”

York Charlie hmmmed and replied in a low voice, “Morning.”

“You were up all night?” She asked again.