Sweet May-December Marriage novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43 The Sun

Andrew felt nervous and his back immediately broke out in cold sweat.

He had been afraid of this uncle since he was a child. He never dared not listen to his words. Now, Andrew was just standing against Nelson like this, he felt cold and sweaty.

Charlotte begged softly, "Sir, I'm really cold and hungry. May I go back and cook noodles for you?"

Nelson finally moved his eyes away from Andrew and stretched out his hand to pinch Charlotte's cheeks which were soft and tender but cold at a low temperature.

Nelson wrapped Charlotte with his coat. She was short, and when wrapped in his coat, she was like wearing an ill-fitting skirt, which made her red lips and teeth white, making people want to bite.

Charlotte looked at Nelson with big eyes, for fear that he would do something irreversible to Andrew if he was unhappy.

Nelson sneered and said, "Isn't it cold? Let's go back."

Charlotte hurriedly nodded, "Okay."

She held Nelson's wheelchair. Andrew looked at her petite back and said with courage, "Char!"

Charlotte didn't answer but pushed Nelson to move on.

Andrew said in a hoarse voice, "Char, if you don't tell me the truth, I won't give up."

Nelson turned his head and glanced at Andrew who was standing in the moonlight and looked extremely lonely. Charlotte felt nervous, thinking that Nelson was angry, but for a long time, he just sneered with countless ridicule, "If I were you, I would never give others a chance to snatch things from me."

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Back in the yard, Charlotte looked at the table and found that the small cake packaging box had been put away as if the little intimacy between her and Nelson had been put away.

Nelson didn't speak all the way. He closed his eyes and seemed very sleepy. Charlotte thought for a while and felt that she should fulfill her duties as a child bride, so she said cautiously, "Mr. Clark, do you want to sleep?"

Nelson opened his cold eyes and looked at Charlotte fixedly, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Charlotte's cool white face, which was blown by the night wind, became a little paler. She subconsciously bit her lower lip, and said in a low voice, "I...used to be classmates with Andrew."

Nelson didn't change his expression, making people wonder if he was angry. He said, "What else?"

Charlotte thought he must be angry. After all, no matter who he was, if his belongings were entangled with others, he would definitely not be happy.

So Charlotte lowered her head. She was at a loss and didn't know what to say.

She met Andrew accidentally and once fell in love with him, but this kind of love was just a kind of feeling from a young girl, which couldn't even be tested by reality. Now it had disappeared, but the sadness and pain were real, and so was her soft love.

How should she tell Nelson about these things?

Even though she had lived so humbly and was just a plaything raised by Nelson, Charlotte still didn't want Nelson to underestimate her, so she plucked up her courage and said, "I...used to like Andrew."

There was a trace of anger in Nelson's eyes.

It was the displeasure of having his own territory violated by others.

Charlotte didn't see it. She kept her head down and didn't dare to look at Nelson, "But...later he transferred to another school and left. I didn't promise him anything or stay with him...Mr. Clark, I don't like him now."

Nelson didn't speak.

There was a long silence in the room. Charlotte thought sadly that maybe Vivian or Becca was right, and she would be killed by the furious Mr. Clark tonight.