Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra dropped her harsh words, shook her hand away, and left the restaurant while she still had the strength to do so.

As soon as she got in the car, she told the driver to hurry up and drive her to the hotel.

She was so confused, she didn’t realize that if she went back to that hotel, it meant that she was still in a trap and couldn’t get away from the other side.

Just as she arrived at the hotel, one step away from her room, she didn’t realize that Ives had been following her and caught her stumbling, “I told you, what’s President Capra in such a hurry for?”

“The night is still long.”

The other man’s lewd grin and greasy face turned Blanche Capra’s stomach, yet she had no strength left to fight back, and could only push her hand against the other man’s chest to keep him from sticking it to her.

“You’re a disgusting man to use such underhanded tactics.”

“Will you agree if I use a formal invitation?” Seeing Blanche Capra reveal an expression of disgust, he grunted and said, “No way, so yeah, I can only use this way to hold a beauty.”

Blanche Capra was still resisting, “Have you ever thought about the result of doing this, I won’t let you and your company off the hook afterward.”

Absolutely not.

The other party was obviously overwhelmed by lust as well, he was so anxious to get her that his mind was filled with obscene thoughts, where would he think of the company.

“It’s an afterthought, too.”

Blanche Capra was pressed against the wall, she was pushed closer and closer, the other man hated being on top of her, “Asshole, you’re raping!”

She wondered at first why the other man had the audacity to force himself on her so blatantly in the hallway, then she realized that he had already checked with the hotel and no one would be coming up on this floor.

That pervert’s response confirmed his thoughts, “So what if it’s rape, anyway, no one will come up to bother us tonight, if you like it, it’s not impossible to flirt here in the corridor.”

With that said, the other man finally couldn’t hold back his burning desire and buried himself in her hair in a vain attempt to flirt with her.

As the drug took effect, Blanche Capra was powerless to resist, her consciousness becoming more and more fuzzy, and in the end she could only shout, “Go away!”

She thought the day was going to be a disaster, and her tears fell involuntarily.

Suddenly, the horny man who was on top of her was violently pulled away, and the man took care of him in three strokes.

By this time, Blanche Capra couldn’t hold on any longer either and slowly slid down the cold wall, it took almost all her strength to raise her drooping eyes.

There was that familiar figure again, and this time she finally saw the front – despite her blurred vision, she could roughly make out his features – as York Charlie.

York Charlie.

Was it really him?

He’d come to her rescue.

Too late to call out his name, Blanche Capra fainted.

…

She had a dream that York Charlie was playing hide and seek with her, he never showed up when she tried to find him, but every time she was in trouble, he showed up.NôvelDrama.Org content.

Finally one time, she couldn’t take it anymore and hugged York Charlie and cried and wouldn’t let him go, she didn’t want to suffer from the pain of missing him every time and drying up her tears for the separation.

But York Charlie pushed her away mercilessly and she fell to the ground.

He tells her that he will show up just to get back at her and make her heart never rest.

York Charlie then strides away and disappears into the darkness while she weeps hot tears and her hands get wet.

She raised her hand, and it was blood.

A bright red color.

Blanche Capra’s eyes snapped open, she hadn’t come out of the dream yet, and her body kept shaking with fear, her temples wet with cold sweat.

“Blanche, are you okay?”

It was Francesca Jones’ voice.

Blanche Capra was startled, staring out at the glowing white ceiling, before she realized she was now back in reality.

Reality without York Charlie.

Blanche Capra sat up only to realize that she was in her hotel room, she looked over at Francesca Jones in disbelief, “What are you doing here?”

Francesca Jones didn’t explain, he was concerned about her, “How are you feeling right now?”

Blanche Capra rubbed her head, the drug had worn off but she still felt a little dizzy.

“Fine, it’s no longer a problem.”

Blanche Capra asked him, “How did I get in here?” Her memory was stuck on the scene she’d seen before she’d fainted-York Charlie had appeared.

“You fainted in the doorway and I took your room card and opened the door and carried you in.” Francesca Jones looked at her worriedly, “You need to protect yourself, it’s a dangerous society these days.”

“I know, I wasn’t expecting that.” Blanche Capra dropped her eyes.

She snapped her eyes up again and asked Francesca Jones, “Did you see York Charlie when you got here? or someone who looks like York Charlie.”

“No. Why?”

Blanche Capra shook her head as she laughed bitterly, “I was hallucinating so much thinking about him that I thought he was coming to my rescue, I’m acting like a crazy person.”

Watching her helplessly laugh at herself, Francesca Jones was suddenly heartbroken.

He knew that Blanche Capra only had York Charlie in her heart, but as long as she was willing, he would stay by her side until she stepped out of York Charlie’s world.

Unable to restrain himself, Francesca Jones once again confessed his love to Blanche Capra, he held her hands, with deep love in his eyes, “Blanche, I love you, I know you only have him in your heart right now, but I can wait, you let me stay by your side and take care of you, okay?”

When he said that, he was already lowering himself to the dust.

But Blanche Capra wouldn’t accept it.

Seriously, she could have relied on Francesca Jones in York Charlie’s absence; he was protective and considerate and loved her to the core, and she wouldn’t have suffered if she’d stayed with him.

But she couldn’t do it, for one thing she felt it would be a betrayal, and for another, she wasn’t the kind of woman who was duplicitous; if she didn’t like it, she had to reject it hard, so as not to give the other person hope and make them wait.

“I appreciate everything you’ve done for me, but your confession, I refuse to accept it, don’t waste your time on me, I’m not worth waiting for, and you can’t wait for that moment.”

Blanche Capra was sure York Charlie would return.

Francesca Jones let go of her hand, “So you’re saying we can only be friends or we just don’t even have to be friends at all?”

“Yes.” Blanche Capra responded without changing her face.

Francesca Jones nodded, “I see, then it’s fine to be friends, just pretend I never said what I just said.”

He stood up and Blanche Capra thought he was going to leave and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Francesca Jones suddenly turned around and asked if she wanted anything to eat and he’d go get it for her.

“No, I don’t have an appetite right now either.”

Francesca Jones nodded, “That’s fine.” He sits on the couch.

Blanche Capra saw that he wasn’t going to leave and she had to ask him, “Are you planning on staying here?”

She didn’t even understand what Francesca Jones was thinking and why she was clinging to her.

Francesca Jones raised an eyebrow, “You’re still in danger, I’m worried that you’ll run into bad people again and I can still protect you.” That was pretty thoughtful of him.

Looks like he’s still dead set in his ways.

Blanche Capra was a bit angry and simply forced him to leave, “I can’t sleep with someone around, you should go back, this is a five-star hotel, what danger can there be.”

“But-”

“Don’t but, I’m not as fragile as you think.” Blanche Capra said and lay down again, burying her head in the covers.

Francesca Jones had no choice but to leave.