Sweet May-December Marriage novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2 The Malus Garden 

The person outside said casually, “Anyway, Mr. Clark will not let her stay by his side. Why should we care about her virginity? Let’s go.” 

Scarlet agreed after pondering for a while. Based on Nelson’s condition, even if this girl was not a virgin, he wouldn’t find it out. Therefore, she shot a glare at Charlotte and said, “Follow me.” 

Charlotte heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly clasped her buttons. But the next moment, when she remembered that she was going to see the demon who was said to be a ruthless and tyrannical man, she became a bit nervous. 

Charlotte followed Scarlet with her head lowered. After walking for ten minutes, Scarlet finally stopped and said to Charlotte, “Go in by yourself.” 

Charlotte looked up, only to see a large courtyard. It was a quadrangle courtyard with many malus trees inside. It was the blossom season and the pinkish-white flowers scattered on the ground, forming a beautiful scene. 

Was this that man’s residence? 

Scarlet pushed Charlotte into the courtyard and said perfunctorily, “Madame bought you to bring auspiciousness to our family. Take good care of Mr. Clark. Maybe he’ll get better under your care.” 

After finishing the words, she looked into the courtyard with fear and then turned around and left hurriedly. 

There was no one around and the courtyard was weirdly quiet. 

Charlotte took a deep breath before stepping into the courtyard. All rooms in the courtyard were closed. She took a glance at the main room. Then she walked over, reached out, and knocked on the door gingerly. 

There was no response. 

Charlotte looked at the door which had exquisite carved patterns on it for a while, not daring to walk into the courtyard rashly. She then squatted down before the door and stared at the malus flowers in the courtyard. 

The courtyard was very quiet. Only the sounds of the wind could be heard. Charlotte squatted there for a long time until it was about to get dark. She glanced at the main room from which there hadn’t come any sound and thoughts popped into her mind. Just now the servant said Mr. Clark was dying and there was no sound in the courtyard. Could it be that… he had died?