Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Was there nothing else to be desired? Blanche Capra was overwhelmed by her own state of mind. But this night, she did have a happy, warm time, a time she hadn’t had in all these many years.

Though this blessed birthday was not her own.

But, what did that matter?

Mullen had eaten her fill and watched a little more television; little kids have a lot of energy but not a lot of staying power, so now Blanche Capra came out from cleaning up the dishes with York Charlie and saw him asleep on the couch.

“York Charlie,” Blanche Capra spoke up, “why don’t you take him upstairs to bed? I remember there’s a spare room upstairs?”

York Charlie nodded and picked up the child, Blanche Capra followed suit and helped, before the two of them went back downstairs together and sat on the couch.

“He can’t stay here all the time,” Blanche Capra thought about it, but still suggested, “Why don’t we connect him with an orphanage?”

York Charlie nodded, “Yes, but …”

“But what?” Blanche Capra asks.

“Make him volunteer.”

Blanche Capra looks at York Charlie in surprise and suddenly laughs.

“What are you laughing at?”

Blanche Capra shook her head, “Of course he has to volunteer, I’ll make it clear to him.” Her smile still didn’t let up, “I just, I think you’re getting … more and more humanised.”

York Charlie grimaced and stopped talking.

Blanche Capra seldom saw him being speechless by his own words, had wanted to say something more, suddenly breathing a pain, as if involving a certain nerve in the stomach in general, the face of the instantly white.

York Charlie froze and hurriedly sat beside her, “What’s wrong? Stomach ache?”

Blanche Capra’s face was white as she covered her stomach and collapsed into his arms curled up, York Charlie touched her forehead anxiously but touched a hand of cold sweat.

“Pain, stomach … too much pain …” Blanche Capra said shakily. York Charlie immediately picked her up across his arms, wanting to instantly take her to the hospital.

Blanche Capra, however, shook her head violently in his arms, “No, not going to the hospital … I … will be fine after a while …. ” York Charlie didn’t want to pay attention to her request and still wanted to take her to the hospital, but Blanche Capra just started to struggle, completely unafraid that she would just fall to the ground.

York Charlie couldn’t help but get a little angry. Why was she still so stubborn at this point? What do you mean it will be fine after a while, look at her pain like this, that face is so pale as if all the blood in her body has been drained out. Blanche Capra gradually slowed down, and resumed the rhythm of her breathing in the middle of York Charlie’s angry gaze, “Put me down … I don’t feel any pain anymore …”

York Charlie had to put her down on the couch.

Seeing her really just like she said, the pain for a while and then no longer painful. York Charlie can not help but wonder, is it still her experience is not? York Charlie couldn’t help but wonder if this was her experience, or if she often died from the pain of carrying this baby. York Charlie’s face became more and more sullen when he thought of this, but he couldn’t bear to lose his temper with her, so he could only say in a nonchalant manner, “Blanche Capra, you’d better get rid of the baby!”

Blanche Capra was feeling the gradual improvement in her body, and there was a spot on her stomach that seemed to pulsate. She’d endured it again, and that made her feel reassured. But an old comment from York Charlie instantly threw itself at her like a pot of cold water –

“I don’t,” said Blanche Capra firmly, “you don’t have to say it again, and I won’t agree to get rid of the baby for any number of times!”

York Charlie looked at her and felt a headache coming on, “Do you realise that your life could be in danger at any moment if you keep this up?” Blanche Capra heard him start talking again, so she turned her body on her side, facing the inside of the sofa and lay down, York Charlie wrenched her over, facing her squarely, and Blanche Capra’s strength was not as strong as his.

Blanche Capra, not knowing whether it was the anger in her heart or the anger brought on by his actions, exploded and yelled at him for the first time in her life, “York Charlie! If you say you won’t take it off, you won’t take it off! Are you worried about my health or the fact that this baby is coming out of nowhere?”

Blanche Capra knew she was speaking in anger, but somehow she felt she could say even more angry things in order to keep this child. She wanted York Charlie to be on her side, to listen to her and have the baby and raise it, it was his baby too! But he just had to be so cruel, and forced her to be cruel with him!

Blanche Capra yelled so loud tears almost popped out of her eyes.

York Charlie hadn’t expected her to say something like that, knowing that she was mostly hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, but he was still angry that she didn’t know how to think about her feelings at all. Her words flew over like razor blades in the wind, sticking into his heart. She should not understand that she is also subject to whimsy, loss, sensitivity and fragility, right?

Why would she say that about herself on purpose?

After Blanche Capra yelled, York Charlie’s eyes dimmed and he fell silent for a moment without saying anything. There was a moment of silence between the two of them, but Blanche Capra calmed down in the middle of it, while her own words that she had just spoken so loudly seemed to still echo in her ears.

Immediately she felt regret.

Just as Blanche Capra was regretting her mouth, York Charlie finally spoke, his voice faint and unemotional as he said, “I’ll hire a doctor to check you once a day.”All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Blanche Capra didn’t object, “But you’re not allowed to say anything more to me about getting rid of the baby.”

York Charlie paused and didn’t say anything, and just when Blanche Capra thought he wasn’t going to say anything more, his voice came back, “Blanche Capra, what kind of a person do I really seem to you?”

Blanche Capra froze, suddenly feeling emotionally drained from him.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something but not knowing how for a moment, York Charlie waited a moment and stood up again, “Never mind, I’m going up, you go upstairs and get some early rest too!”

He turned his back to her and walked towards the stairs, Blanche Capra watched speechlessly, her heart was not good either, and then she saw him stop after two steps, a low voice came out, “Do you, still have the strength?”

Blanche Capra answered subconsciously, “Yes.”

York Charlie hesitated, then continued up the stairs, this time without looking back.

Blanche Capra felt as if a stone had been placed in her heart, blocked and heavy, weighing her down. She sighed silently, her heart depressed: this night, which was supposed to be a happy atmosphere, still fell apart between them.

Thought it was a good start.

Blanche Capra got up from the couch and was about to go upstairs to bed when she suddenly saw York Charlie’s jacket slung casually to one side. She picked it up and tried to hang the jacket up, but a palm-sized box fell out.

So conspicuous that Blanche Capra couldn’t pretend she didn’t see it if she wanted to.

Curious, she picked it up, then took it in her hands and opened it, a necklace coming into view.

It wasn’t much of a stunning style, but it was delicate and durable, and the more she looked at it, the better it looked.

“This is a gift for you.” A low voice suddenly broke the silence.

Caught off guard, Blanche Capra looked up in the direction of the voice, York Charlie stood on the stairs in a thin shirt, and as she stared, he came back down.

He walked up to her, “Birthday present.”

Blanche Capra was a little depressed, wondering how much of her staring at something in her hand and snapping at it he had seen, and a little irritated at the thought that he might have been standing there for a long time, “Who wants your present.”

York Charlie bent down and picked up his coat from the couch, turned and walked away without a word. Blanche Capra, however, after hearing him close the door to her room, looked down and took the necklace out before resisting the urge to put it around her neck.

Resting on her collarbone, it seemed like a meteorite that had fallen from the sky, perched serenely and timelessly in some valley.

Blanche Capra felt the cool warmth as if she was healed, and the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curl up.

Said don t, but: just wear it secretly and don t let him find out. Anyway, … wear it on a cold day.