NovelEnglish"Luther, you have to believe me. | 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. | don't like Otis at all, really. He forcedto marry him. He didn't treatwell
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. | had a hard tgetting 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 takeaway, OK, you save me, OK? I'm willing to do whatever you wantto do, letserve you any way | 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn 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.
At this moment, Charlotte was in tears.
Sorrowful eyes in the pale winter tears straight up, she begged, "Luther, before | did wrong things, please forgive me. For the sake
of | saved your life, you forgive me. Okay. | will never do anything wrong again."
"Please, | saved you, have you forgotten?" Charlotte spoke emotionally.
Joyce couldn't help but snicker.
She must have lost her mind.
Charlotte, to this day, thought of herself as Luther's rescuer.
She thought Luther lost his memory, and she never clarified the matter.
Just as Joyce finally resisted the urge to expose Charlotte's lies.
Luther had long been unable to endure, he gripped his knuckles, and his eyes were suddenly bloodshot. Suddenly he kicked
Charlotte hard away.
"That's enough, Charlotte, have you done your acting?" He bellowed furiously.
"You saved me? What a joke! Damn it, you lied tofor months. Back at Seaview's, | had already figured out your lies, but you
teamed up with Ricky and the two of you to setup, knockdown, and givethe drug. Then you pretended | had a car
accident. Bastards! All because of you, and by the t| remembered, it was ... too late ..."
Luther spoke with pathos in his eyes, glancing at Joyce.
This glimpse was full of so many complicated emotions.
Four years had passed and not a day went by that he didn't regret it.
He lived a life like a walking corpse, and it's all Charlotte's fault.
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