Sweet May-December Marriage novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67 Little Monster

Nelson asked in a flat tone, "Why did you cry?"

Charlotte heaved a sigh of relief. She originally thought Nelson got mad because she lied to her maternal grandfather and said she was the parent of a classmate. But as a matter of fact, she didn't lie. Nelson was Andrew's uncle after all...

She said in a low voice, "I haven't seen my grandfather for so long. I was a bit excited."

Nelson stated, "I've let my men take over the follow-up treatment for your grandfather. You don't have to worry about the medical expense."

Charlotte was a bit dumbfounded and suddenly didn't know what to do. "Thank you... You're so good to me... I..."

She wanted to say "I don't know what I can do to repay your kindness".

Nelson reached out to massage his temples. Charlotte knew he always had a headache. With a frown, she stepped forward to hold his hand and slowly massaged the purlicue of his hand. She said in a soft voice, "It will harm your health if you massage your temples frequently.

Nelson grasped her hand, wanting to say something. But in the end, he didn't say anything and just let her massage her hands.

His headache was greatly eased, but the fretful emotions in his heart grew.

After learning that Charlotte smiled at and talked to others at school, the beast that had been suppressed in the depth of his heart clamored to go out and constantly growled, "Kill them."

This emotion was amplified when he heard Charlotte crying in the ward. It was the first time in the past several years that he had the urge to kill people.

At that moment, he suddenly recalled that when he was very young, Elizabeth would look at him condescendingly with disgust in her eyes while saying, "You're such a little monster."

Nelson had always known that he was a monster, just like his mother.

He knew such emotions were abnormal, but sometimes, he couldn't control them.

For some reason, he didn't want to tell Charlotte about this.

She was very timid and was like a little hamster who was wearing the shell of a turtle. When she was startled, she would shrink back into her turtle shell and couldn't come out anymore.

Nelson's eyes were filled with gloominess when he thought about this. He was still very interested in her and he couldn't scare her.

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Charlotte thought a lot after going back to the Malus Garden. In the end, she decided to make a meal by herself to thank Nelson. She couldn't make exquisite dishes and what she cooked were all homestyle dishes. As only the two of them would have dinner together, she didn't make too many dishes. She cooked shredded pork with garlic sauce, pumpkin pie, sweet and sour carp, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, steamed pork ribs with rice flour, and cucumber soup with preserved eggs.

The soup she prepared looked delicious. She fried the preserved eggs in advance, so the soup she made looked creamy. On top of the soup were cucumber slices, which could help improve appetite.

Nelson didn't know many ladies from rich families, but he did know some. However, none of them knew how to cook. What they learned were elegant things like dance, piano, or singing.

The last time when someone cooked for him was twenty years ago when his mother was still alive.

However, Constance wasn't skilled in cooking and he refused to eat after taking a bite of the food.

Nelson found Charlotte's fair cheek was tainted with white flour. He took a glance at the dishes on the table, sat down in the chair, reached out a finger, and pointed at his cheek, reminding her, "There's something."

Charlotte reached out to wipe her face, but she didn't wipe the right place.

Nelson chuckled and ordered, "Come here."

Charlotte walked over and slightly stooped, allowing him to wipe the flour away for her.

Nelson held her cheek, suddenly feeling it interesting. So, he pinched it with great force. Charlotte's skin was very tender and a red mark immediately appeared on her cheek.