Jeremy Connor
1449 Words
Glindale General Hospital
“What do you think you are doing here, Charlotte Strauss? Are you not happy with the damage you've done?”
Elijah’s face contorted into an ugly expression as soon as he saw Charlotte standing by the entrance.
Without wasting time, he rushed to her side and grabbed her by the shoulders while vigorously shoving her.
"Are you happy now, Charlotte? My child is in danger. Is this your form of revenge?" Elijah said.
Seeing the man in front of her, Charlotte’s anger rose to the top. She raised her hand and slapped him across the face.
Smack!
The slap was so strong that it sounded loudly in the hallway.
At this point, Charlotte didn’t care if anyone was looking at her, creating a scene; all she knew was that she needed to make this horrible man repent for his actions.
She, however, noticed that a few people glanced in their direction. Who cares?
“How dare you slap me, Charlotte? Do you want me to give you a good beating?” Elijah was so angry that all the veins in his face popped out.
Charlotte wasn’t affected by his reactions at all. In the past, she would have peed on herself, trying to appease him.
Right now, all she wants to do is make him feel the pain she’s feeling.
She looked at his cold face with pain in her chest and said, Elijah, you are such a devil!”
He chuckled lightly. His deep eyes scanned the expression on Charlotte’s colorless face.
“You called me a devil? You b!tch tried to kill my baby; how could you forget your own actions? Charlotte Strauss, you disgust me!”
Charlotte was surprised by Elijah’s attitude.
For once, she realized that this was the man she married. This was his true face.
He was such a ruthless narcissist who would never take responsibility for his own actions.
All those years, she was blinded by the love she had for him. Because of this, she didn’t notice the kind of person he was.
Looking at the man she has loved for years, Charlotte’s heart was shattered.
“Do you not feel bad for what you have done? You are so heartless!” Charlotte almost choked with the pent-up anger.
She gave her husband a deadly stare. For a fleeting moment, she saw guilt in his eyes, but after Elijah thought about Scarlett, who is being treated in the hospital right now, all the guilt he felt dispersed.
At this time, Charlotte couldn’t hold back anymore as she raised her hand to slap Elijah again.
Suddenly, Elijah’s mother, Maya Foster, rushed towards them and roughly pulled Charlotte away.
Dragging her to the front exit, Elijah followed behind like a tamed puppy.
Once they got there, Maya furiously flunked her hand, then raised a hand and slapped her.
When the firm slap met Charlotte’s face, it ended up sending her gracelessly to the floor.
"How could you dare to show your face in front of us? You knew Scarlett was pregnant! Why are you trying to take away the one thing you could not give us?!" Maya yelled while pointing a finger at her.
"Why are you even here? Do you want to cause more trouble? Are you not satisfied with what you’ve done to Scarlett?” Maya’s eyes were burning with anger.
A hint of mockery flashed in Charlotte’s eyes. In the past, she would've felt terrible. But now that she knew what Elijah had done, it didn't matter what Maya thought of her. It had nothing to do with her.
Charlotte didn’t come to argue with Maya, so she ignored her and faced Elijah, who was standing by his mother’s side like a wet blanket.
“Do you really not know what you did, Elijah?" Charlotte looked at him with burning anger. She was so angry that she couldn’t stand up.
“I know! I cheated on you and hurt you, but it’s your fault for being barren!”
Perhaps this was the consequence of delusional and one-sided love.
Charlotte did not know how to approach him. She just charged over at Elijah and pulled him before asking, "Why? Why did you do this to me?!"
Charlotte had been willing to sacrifice her dreams, but he had betrayed her and taken their child’s life away.
Elijah’s eyes were cold. "You know the reason, so I won't bother explaining. Just leave now. I don't want the relationship between me and Scarlett to be affected by you. You already put her and our child’s lives in danger; she might not be able to hold back if she sees you."
Elijah sneered and abruptly removed Charlotte's hands from his collars.
Charlotte tried to stop Elijah again.
However, the moment her fingertips touched Elijah’s clothes, her mother-in-law slapped her face.
Slap!
There was stinging pain on her face, and she could taste blood in her mouth.
“Let’s go back. Scarlett needs to get treated soon." Saying this, she pulled Elijah along and left.
Charlotte, on the other hand, not only did she not make the man repent for his actions, she also got beaten up by them.
Aggrieved, Charlotte could blame herself for coming here in the first place.
The 26-year-old famous architect who designed houses and built a lot of homes for the rich and famous is now reduced to a broken rag doll.
Who could have thought this was her fate?
Charlotte turned back and walked towards the place she came from.
On the other hand, Charlotte didn’t notice two men in a car watching her as she walked away.
They had witnessed what happened a while ago when Maya Foster slapped her.
“Young master, are you not going to do anything? She looks really sick.”
The young man, who wore a frosty expression, clenched his fists angrily.
At this time, Charlotte suddenly stopped walking as dizziness began forming in her eyes.
Suddenly, she couldn’t hold back anymore because of the weakness in her body; she slumped and fainted.
“Go get her!” The man yelled from the car, seeing this scene.
***
When Charlotte opened her eyes this time, she was in the same VIP room with an IV drip attached to her arm.
A nurse was taking her purse. Once she saw Charlotte open her eyes, she called out to Tiffany. “Dr. Foster, she’s awake.”
Tiffany rushed over to her and sat by her bed while holding her hands.“Where did you go, Charlie?" You had us all so worried; I told you you needed to rest to recover. Now, you had another round of bleeding. Listen to me and stay in bed for a while.”
Sadness filled Charlotte’s eyes, and she cried.
Seeing this, Tiffany pulled her into a warm hug while patting her back.
“It’s okay, Charlie, it’s okay.”
After a while, she stopped crying, looked over at the door, and saw Jeremy staring at her.
“Why is he here?" Jeremy She lowered her voice, asking.
Tiffany guessed what she meant and replied, "IIt was Mr. Connor and his assistant who brought you here twice.”
Hearing this, Charlotte was embarrassed.
She troubled him twice and let him see her in a vulnerable state twice. She really embarrassed herself.
"Oh, is that true?” Charlotte asked weakly. “Then, I should at least say thank you.”
“Oh right! I’ll leave you two to talk for a bit. I'll be back.” saying this, Tiffany left with the nurse.
“Thank you for bringing me to the hospital,” she said as soon as the man entered.
Glancing at the man, she noticed the coldness and aloofness of his eyes.
“It’s alright. You were in distress when we saw you, so of course we had to help you out.” Jeremy’s voice was calm as he spoke.
“I must have wasted a lot of your time. I'm sorry. I caused you so much trouble.”
Charlotte knew without being told that it'd been hours since she was first admitted to the hospital, then she ran away and fainted again.
He must have left everything behind to help her out.
With this thought in mind, Charlotte was grateful.
She looked at the man and said, "IIf you ever need my help, I’ll be sure to return the favor someday.”
Jeremy said, "I hope you keep your words, Charlotte Strauss.”
Charlotte didn’t understand his words, but she didn’t say anything either.
“I have a lot to do. Look after yourself. I'll be back soon.”
‘He will be back’?
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