"Luther, you have to believe me. I treat you with all my heart."
Charlotte threw herself and knelt straight in front of Luther, tugging on the hem of his shirt, "I did it all for you, really."
"You don't mind that I've married someone, really. I don't like Otis at all, really. He forced me to marry him. He didn't treat me well at all. You see."
At that, she reached up and smoothed her sleeves all the way up, revealing a hideous bloodstain.
Then she lifted the clothes on her chest, all the way to her neck, revealing large bruises and horrific whip wounds.
"Otis is a brute, he's a brute! He did this to me, I'm worse than dead!" Charlotte dropped the hem of her dress, her instinct for survival made her cling to Luther's pant leg, "Luther, help me, please help me, Otis will kill me, really, look at the bruises on my body, I'm not lying. I had a hard time getting out."
Luther recoiled to his stomach.
When he took a step back, she took a step forward on her knees, refusing to let go of him.
"Please, you take me away, OK, you save me, OK? I'm willing to do whatever you want me to do, let me serve you any way I want."
Joyce looked indifferently at Charlotte's crazy behavior.
Indeed, the scars on Charlotte's body were out of her expectation. There was hardly a piece of intact skin on the whole body, and to her surprise, Otis treated Charlotte like garbage.
It is clear that Otis is perverted.
But this does not attract anyone's sympathy. Everything, it is Charlotte's own fault.
In this case, it seems that Otis must have recognized Charlotte's identity as a fake daughter, but he could not reveal it for a while, so he humiliated Charlotte to the fullest extent and abused her severely.
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