Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra broke his hand and without a word got up and hurried away.

Lorcan George was left with only the temperature of the wind around him.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

His heart was cold, so cold that he felt shivering even in the warm air. He felt as if he didn’t have anything, no family, no friends, even the people he had loved since he was a little boy had treated him with disdain.

Lorcan George couldn’t understand how she could be so hard on herself.

She didn’t like him, he could understand that, he could take his time. But when his father died in vain at the hands of York Charlie, she doesn’t hesitate to contradict him and believes in the murderer without a second thought.

Lorcan George do the biggest regression assumption, even if … even if it is he really misunderstood York Charlie, but she should not have asked nothing, subconsciously to defend York Charlie ah! He has no one to say, the depressed pain in his heart can only be borne by himself in silence, it is not easy for him to come closer to her in the direction of the light, but she fled away without turning her head.

Lorcan George resented her, and even more so, he resented York Charlie.

If it wasn’t for him, he wouldn’t have ended up in this situation of loneliness and destitution!

York Charlie!

Blanche Capra returns to York Charlie’s house with a heavy heart, but to her surprise, York Charlie is working at the bar in the living room. He was frowning as he tapped away at his keyboard, his eyes glued to the laptop screen, and Blanche Capra was relieved to think that he was too preoccupied to realise that she was back, so she tried to go upstairs quietly, but halfway up the stairs she heard him say, “Out for a walk?”

Blanche Capra gave a “hmmm,” but thought better of it and turned down the stairs, walking up to him and asking, “I thought you said you’d be back later today?”

York Charlie glanced at her, picking his lip slightly, “Hmm. Came back when I wanted to.”

A large part of the heaviness in Blanche Capra’s heart lifted, and a sweetness settled in her chest as she understood what he meant. She set her things down and walked inside to pour him a cup of hot water before placing it in his hand, “Less coffee.”

Blanche Capra’s eyes swept over the paperwork and she saw the words “the George family” appearing frequently, Blanche Capra frowned and was about to read it, but York Charlie put it away just in time.

York Charlie’s face could not be seen, but he said to her, “There is nothing to see, you should go up and rest!”

It was like changing the subject, trying to cover something up.

This action of York Charlie reminds Blanche Capra of Lorcan George’s accusation against York Charlie, he said old George was killed by York Charlie, she didn’t believe it, but now … York Charlie this kind of behaviour … Could it be that old George’s death really had something to do with him?

Blanche Capra looked at York Charlie and spoke without hesitation, “York Charlie.”

York Charlie lifted his eyes to look at her.

“Did you have something to do with the death of Lorcan George’s father?” Blanche Capra asked calmly, but in truth, she was both apprehensive and worried, and wished more than anything that this was not the case.

For the first time, York Charlie wore a visibly shocked expression.

“What makes you … think that?”

Blanche Capra’s demeanour rippled, and instead of answering his question, she said, “Tell me honestly, yes or no.”

York Charlie was bitter, sour and amused, “Is that what you think of me? Then tell me why I got Rogerio George killed and what good would that do me?”

Blanche Capra subconsciously answered his question, “Maybe … you have a problem with the George family, maybe … you want to bring down the George Group, maybe … you’re relenting … for my sake”

“Enough!” York Charlie violently stood up and interrupted her, a cold smile with complicated meaning at the corner of his mouth, “You really do think highly of me! I’m going to kill a man because you’ve taken your anger out on him? I’m sorry, he’s not enough to cause me that much anger!” He took a step towards her and finally pressed her against the wall, his smile growing colder, “You’ve got so many good reasons for me all at once, did you already decide that I’m a murderer?!”

Blanche Capra wanted to say no, that these were all speculative reasoning on her part, but the more she thought about it the more likely it seemed. Just now she had clearly seen that the file had something to do with THE George family and York Charlie had covered it up and wouldn’t let her see it, and she had asked him plainly and he never gave a definite answer. And now he was angry! Could it be that he was annoyed by what he had said?

York Charlie’s face is very, very heavy, a pair of eyes so dark that one can’t see anything, his aura is so strong that she can’t help but lower her head to not look at him, while he lifts her chin with one hand and looks into her eyes and says, “I can’t believe I didn’t know that you were looking at me like this? Do you feel that you will touch me thoroughly, I do not do, is not it, you can guess? Do you feel that you are very clever and accomplished?”

“You stop it!” Blanche Capra ached in her heart, not wanting to hear him misunderstand herself so much again, or mock him a hundred times himself. York Charlie, however, felt that she had been spoken to, and didn’t even want to hear it.

He backed away from her farther, turned and picked up his computer and papers from the bar, and left in a chill.

Not up the stairs, but … out the front door.

Blanche Capra slipped to the floor momentarily, suddenly feeling that he had been wrong, terribly wrong.

He wasn’t the one who dared to do what he did, nor was he that ill-informed, so how could he have done what he did? Well, he finally left himself now, leaving her alone in this empty house, making her feel cold and chilled. It was her fault for being too paranoid and sensitive, she couldn’t help but start guessing about him just based on a single document. But also blame him ah, nothing to say to himself, a document also to hide, she wronged him, he does not say to understand, but talk to her about the nature of what happened.

He felt that she just didn’t believe him, that she thought he was that kind of person, so he didn’t argue anything, he was just angry.

How exhausting it must be to live with someone like him!

Blanche Capra regretted to death that she shouldn’t have been so suspicious and impulsive.

But then she thought about OLD George’s death, and still felt that something was fishy. Why did Lorcan George think it was York Charlie, and what clues did he see pointing to York Charlie, and when she talked to Lorcan George at that time, she should have asked everything clearly.

Thinking of Lorcan George’s emotional state, and thinking of her own fall from grace, Blanche Capra couldn’t ask Lorcan George now if she wanted to.

York Charlie threw his stuff in the car while driving to the pub.

He wasn’t a man with a strong love of anything, he was cold in nature, as if he had a wide range of interests and an accommodating mind, yet there was nothing he could let go of. Only that one woman.

He was, as if he was addicted to her, unable to leave and quit. She was rooted in his blood, in his breath, and without her, he seemed to have some difficulty even breathing, and couldn’t help but destroy the world as he looked at it.

He understood his obsession to an unusually frightening degree.

The fact that Blanche Capra had actually asked him something like that earlier at home was something he could never have imagined. He almost thought he’d misheard. It was ridiculous that he didn’t want her to see THE George family’s behaviour against him and worry about him, and she thought it was some kind of proof that he was covering up the truth about the killings. He felt angry, he felt heartbroken, he felt bitter, he felt ridiculous. It was like he stood outside of himself and watched himself get all worked up like a madman over a woman.

He was supposed to be calm.