Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra suddenly felt speechless.

old lady Elsa saw her momentarily frozen, voice a little trembling, said, “child, is York sorry you … no matter what his suffering, he always did wrong, he always hurt you, always failed you ah … …”

Blanche Capra listen to her say so, but really feel is said to their own heart to go, suddenly aggrieved not, she is strong for too long, disguised for too long, at this time the old lady Elsa so for her think, she just stopped the tears and flowed again and again.

“Don’t cry, don’t cry, it’s all because of that boy’s fault, it’s us the Charlie family who are sorry for you and you the Russell family!” said old lady Elsa, blaming herself and feeling guilty.

Blanche Capra took a few deep breaths, slightly slowed down her agitated emotions, and barely managed to squeeze out a smile, “Grandma, I … just held it in for too long, you know? I don’t dare to cry in front of others, and when I’m by myself, I always think about being strong and never being that fragile Brandi … again.”

So, all the time to hold back from crying, all the time to pretend to be strong, all the time to act cloudy, in fact, are just self-deception.

old lady Elsa heard her say, but more heartache her, and more self-blame more guilty, “all blame me, all blame me this old lady that time went to the countryside to get well, otherwise, it will not happen so many things ah! You the Russell family, I not only did not help at all, but also let them harm you, and … and York Charlie that silly boy, how everything is messed up?”

old lady Elsa said more and more excited, breathing are a little intermittent up, Blanche Capra hastened to comfort her, “do not blame you, do not blame you, how can I blame you?”

Blanche Capra smoothed her breath for a while before she felt better, “Then you, can you forgive York, child, listen to me, you and York are destined for each other, you love each other so much, why would you hurt each other? It was wrong of him to hurt you, but you can’t be wrong too, how can your relationship be wrong again and again?”

Blanche Capra just felt something crumble inside her as she listened.

“I’m not speaking for York, I’m heartbroken about your relationship! Child, don’t bother with him, if you hurt him and hurt this relationship, in the end, aren’t you still hurting yourself? I’m an old lady who has lived for so many years, and I can see much more clearly than you can!”

old lady Elsa said a lot of consecutively, slowed down and then continued to say bitterly, “Look at York, he hurt you, how is he doing now? He’s changed, he’s become cold and gloomy, I know it, he’s not nice to others. He holds back his emotions, he doesn’t laugh, he doesn’t cry, he’s like a monster. You see, he lives like this, and his heart is always thinking of you, for so many years, if you hadn’t appeared, he might have ended up alone.”

old lady Elsa wiped her tears, “Look, this is what happens when you hurt someone you love deeply, if you are also like this, your life will only be more miserable and painful than now. Alas, honestly speaking, if I can still live a few more years, I will accompany you slowly, with me, your knot can be slowly untied. But I now, too, know that I can not live so long ah …”

Blanche Capra heard it clearly, her brain is like someone keeps ringing a bell, the more it rings, the more shocking it is, the more tragic it is, her heart just keeps rising and falling, just like a rising tide, one wave is higher than the other, every impact is a different feeling.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

She called out with red eyes, “Grandma … me …”

old lady Elsa wiped her eyes, “I know, I know, let’s all stop crying, we have to go out later! Grandma just hopes you’ll figure it out soon, I’m an old lady who might even get to see you guys get married, and maybe, if it goes a little smoother, I’ll even get to see you guys have a doll …” she finished with a smile, but it was too forced.

Blanche Capra went up and hugged her again.

The two of them, Blanche Capra and old lady Elsa, sat in the den for a while longer, both calming down, before they walked out of the den together. Downstairs in the parlour, Shireen Miller had gone back to the house, leaving Mrs. Casey and York Charlie waiting.

York Charlie stood up as soon as she saw Blanche Capra come out, then walked over to her and looked at her red eyes, a little puzzled but didn’t ask, instead looking at her grandmother.

What had happened when they had been in there talking for so long?

old lady Elsa smiled, “I didn’t think we talked so much, I don’t know it’s so late, York, you send your daughter-in-law back!” She said and turned to Blanche Capra, holding her hand, “Go back and get a good night’s sleep, I won’t keep you here for the night, anyway, we have our York to escort you!”

Blanche Capra nods and purses her lips before saying, “You too, Grandma, get an early night.”

And so Blanche Capra left Charlie manor in the almost cannibalistic sight of Mrs. Casey, and York Charlie walked her back, several times wanting to ask her what had happened, and why she seemed to have cried, but in the end becoming a little too cautious and afraid to speak easily.

York Charlie also guessed that the grandmother as soon as she met her face to identify the wrong person, it is likely to chat with her to chat to Brandi, if the chat to Brandi, he went to ask her, her heart is still not good, and he is now, there is no way to promise her anything, because he himself not long ago personally admitted that Brandi in his heart of the status of ah.

He was afraid that asking her would hurt her, and he was afraid that asking her would still not be able to settle her heart, he became so cautious, afraid that she would be sad, afraid that she would not like him and leave him.

The two of them arrived at Blanche Capra’s house in such a silent atmosphere.

Finally Blanche Capra turned to enter the door and turned again to York Charlie who was standing outside.

“Go back.” She said softly as she looked at him.

York Charlie said nothing and suddenly hugged her.

“Are you … crying?” In the end, he couldn’t help it, wanted to be close to her, to lick her wounds, wanted to be honest with her, didn’t want her to hold back her hard feelings neither venting them to him nor talking to him about them.

Blanche Capra didn’t answer, just sighed softly, “Go back.” About to push him with her hand.

“Don t move,” his voice was too soft and quiet, as if he feared to wake something, to break something, “let me hold you for a … moment, will you?”

He said “okay,” his tone was so soft and careful, as if he was afraid that she would not agree. He is such a domineering person, such a hard nature, almost never take the initiative to ask for other people’s opinions.

Such a light and quiet such a careful tone, as a feather floating in mid-air, floating in the air so light so light, and hovering in her heart, careful, do not dare to easily close, do not dare to easily fall, and finally finally fell, fell on her heart is also so light so light.

What, she wondered, was he afraid of?

Blanche Capra did not say anything, just gently patted his back, as if to soothe him, but also as if to say goodbye to him. It was a while before York Charlie finally sensed she was leaving and she pushed herself away.

York Charlie did not force her, she looked at him in the eyes suddenly became indefinable, in the haze she seemed to become the flower that bloomed in the fog again. He stumbled to take a step forward, but she simply closed the door behind her.

What kind of wordless action was this?