Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 81 Are You Afraid of Me?

Chapter 81 Are You Afraid of Me?

Charlotte was mixed-up by the cold wind. She looked up at Nelson blankly and smelt the smell of blood with great subtlety.

Nelson asked Charlotte in a low voice, "Are your legs numb?"

Charlotte didn't answer, and Nelson leaned down and wanted to carry her in his arms. Charlotte avoided him in shock, being very scared of the smell of blood on his body, and her big eyes couldn't focus.

Nelson slowly withdrew his hands. His indifferent eyes were full of fierceness and depression, just like a sharp sword that could easily kill anyone.

Nelson slowly stood up straight and asked softly with a smile, "Are you afraid of me?"

Charlotte hugged her legs and didn't speak.

Nelson suddenly pinched her chin and forced her to raise her head. He smiled meaningfully and coldly, like a cold-blooded and dangerous poisonous snake.

Nelson slowly rubbed Charlotte's smooth cheeks, and the cool and rough fingers quickly made her delicate face flush. Nelson asked dangerously in Charlotte's ear, "Lottie, are you afraid of me?"

Charlotte's eyelashes trembled, and she replied with her pale face, "Yes..."

Nelson gave a cold smile and looked at Charlotte coldly.

The atmosphere was so strained. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Waylon hurriedly said, "Mr. Clark..."

Nelson gave Waylon a cold look and turned around to the yard.

Waylon breathed a sigh of relief and thought, "Ms. Lopez is so lucky that Mr. Clark didn't kill her." Waylon didn't dare to talk to Charlotte, fearing that Nelson would be angry, so he just glanced at Charlotte, sighed, and followed Nelson into the yard.

Charlotte looked at the distant crescent moon blankly, feeling it was out of reach.

She stood up slowly supporting the wall. Her legs and feet were so numb and painful that she wanted to cry. She bit her lower lip and tried to stand up straight. When the wind blew, Charlotte almost lost her footing and managed to keep her balance by holding on to the wall.

Then she slowly walked into the yard and immediately smelt a heavy smell of blood.

The yard was lit by the lights. The midget crabapple was obviously about to end its flowering period, but it was very blooming. Around the tree, the large pools of dark red blood that had started to congeal almost stained the ground all over.

Charlotte was a medical student and understood that a person would definitely not survive with such a large amount of bleeding. She knew that man might have died.

Fortunately, the dead body had been disposed of.

Charlotte covered her mouth and her stomach kept churning. In a daze, she seemed to see the overwhelming blood again, and the thick blood was everywhere. Her mother, Madelyn Moore, stood in front of the window in the backlight and the pool of blood was beside her feet. With her pale face, Madelyn smiled slightly, touched Charlotte's face with some helplessness, and said, "Lottie, why are you back? I didn't want you to see...this."

Charlotte had shortness of breath, a lack of oxygen in the brain, acid regurgitation in the stomach, and a feeling of nausea. She was holding her schoolbag tightly as if she wanted to find some

comfort from it, and her tears rolled down her face.

Scalding tears hit the back of her hand. Charlotte looked blankly at the door in front of her, which was warm with lights on.

Charlotte thought, "But...I'm so uncomfortable... So uncomfortable... I can't walk over there... I can't walk..."

...

"Mr. Clark..." Waylon hesitated to say, "Ms. Lopez is still young..."

Nelson didn't speak, just looked at the bloody file in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Am I really scary?"

Waylon replied, "Not at all."

Nelson sneered, "Only the weak beg for mercy."

He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. He ordered, "Send Charlotte back to the Lopezs' mansion later."

Waylon was stunned. "Mr. Clark..."

"Maybe she is happier with the Lopez family than with me." Nelson continued expressionlessly, "By my side, she will die at any time and live in fear all the time."

Waylon frowned and sighed slightly in his heart, "It's so hard to find such an interesting girl. How did it come to this?"

"OK," Waylonly responded.

The more Nelson thought back, the angrier he became. He thought, "Why did she look at me like that? Am I a man-eating beast?"

Nelson could hardly suppress his anger. He stood up suddenly and wanted to send Charlotte back to the Lopezs' mansion immediately. Out of sight, out of mind. But after a glance, he saw Charlotte staggering by the midget crabapple and about to fall to the ground.

"I can't walk there..." Charlotte murmured, leaning unconsciously in Nelson's arms, and her long eyelashes were already wet. She lost her look and continued to murmur, "I can't walk over there..."

Nelson said with a very gloomy look, "Charlotte! What's wrong with you?"

Charlotte had already fainted.

Gritting his teeth, Nelson carried Charlotte in his arms and strode into the room. Then he shouted angrily, "Go get a doctor!"

Waylon was stunned for a moment and hurriedly went.

Because of the cold wind, Nelson found nothing when they were outside before. However, as soon as they arrived in the warm room, Nelson found Charlotte's body was frighteningly hot and her cheeks flushed. When Charlotte was put on the bed, she curled into a ball, gently pulling Nelson's finger and calling "mom" in a low voice.

Nelson said with a gloomy face, "I'm not your mom."

He didn't know if Charlotte heard it or not, but just saw her curling into a smaller ball and keep sobbing, "Mom, why did you leave me? Am I not good enough?"

In a daze, Charlotte said this in a soft voice and a wailing tone, which melted Nelson's heart.

Nelson paused and finally grabbed her hand. He comforted her, "You are very good."

Charlotte sobbed in a low voice, not even daring to cry loudly. She was pitiful yet cute. Nelson pressed his lips tightly, feeling very upset.

Charlotte's body was getting hotter and hotter, and the fever was raging. She flushed red, looking very vulnerable.

Perhaps because Charlotte was too uncomfortable, she began to cry in a low voice and said in a wailing tone, "Uncomfortable... So uncomfortable... I feel so hot."

Nelson could only pat her body soothingly, turned his head, and asked coldly, "Why hasn't the doctor come for so long?"

The servants were so frightened that they shuddered and didn't dare to speak, for fear that Nelson would vent his anger to them.

Fortunately, Waylon brought the family doctor to come at this moment. When the family doctor saw Nelson's darkened face, he was so scared that his legs were weak. If it weren't for Waylon's support, he would definitely have knelt down with a thump.

Nelson said coldly, "Make yourself useful! Come and see her!"

The family doctor kept saying okay and examined Charlotte on the jig.