Tommy looked at Charlotte crying with pearly tears, and he felt so bad suddenly.
More than that, he was heartbroken. He had always had respect and good feelings for her, too.
"Of course I want to help you escape, Miss Charlotte. I've been thinking about this these days. But ..."
He was hesitant. It was too risky. In front of the Heath residence, there were always Mr. Robertson's men patroling back and forth, and Eugene also came to check from time to time. Even if they evaded the guards at the Heath residence, the situation outside was unclear, and he was not clear about the Military Staff House, so how should they escape?
"You help me." Charlotte licked her dry, cracked lips, her eyes shining with the hope of survival.
"As you can see, I can't recover from the miscarriage, and now I have a pneumonia infection, so I can barely sleep with the coughing every day, and my stomach hurts too much."
She reached out from the top of the coffee table, brought some painkillers, poured out a few, and lumped them into her mouths.
When he saw this, Tommy hurriedly brought her a glass of water.
She tilted her head, swallowed the pill and drained the water in one gulp.
"Almost all of the medicine stocked at home is gone, and there are no anti-inflammatory antibiotics, and the cough drops are gone. I am now in pain every day, all relying on painkillers." She looked at him begrudgingly, "My mother used to be so good to you, can you really bear to see me tortured to death by Otis?"
Tommy struggled internally, "Miss Charlotte, of course I wish you well. I am also willing to help you. I am even willing to escape with you. But, it’s really too dangerous, and I do not dare to rash. I am afraid that after the failure, you will suffer even more."
"Could it be any worse than now?" Charlotte's eyes were swollen like walnuts, her face as pale as paper, her lips without a trace of blood, "Right now, I'm as good as dead."
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