Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 103 Not Photoshopped

Chapter 103 Not Photoshopped

Andrew stared at the scattered photos on the ground and clenched his teeth tightly in anger.

Charlotte kept her head down without saying a word.

Andrew took a deep breath and said, "If you insist on causing trouble here, I'll have the security take you away."

The woman wanted to create a scene, but suddenly saw something and froze. She sneered, "Fine! You think things will be settled just because I'm not causing trouble anymore? Forget it! Let me tell you, if Charlotte, the slut, dares to seduce my husband again, I won't spare her!"

With that, she turned and left.

People around pointed and whispered with disdainful glances. If it were someone else, they would have crumbled under the pressure. But Charlotte showed no extraordinary reaction. She was used to it.

Eloise held Charlotte's hand gently and said cautiously, "Char, don't worry. As long as you're innocent, the truth will reveal itself eventually!"

Charlotte couldn't help but smile, "Do you really believe me that much?"

"You're not that kind of person," Eloise said earnestly, "I trust you."

Cecilia awkwardly added, "You can be annoying sometimes, but I trust you won't get involved with sleazy middle-aged men like him."

"...Thank you," Charlotte brushed her hair back lightly and spoke softly, "I don't feel like going shopping anymore. Maybe some other day."

Encountering such a situation would upset anyone's mood, and Eloise worriedly said, "Char, don't worry, I'll have someone investigate who that woman is!"

Charlotte nodded, "Then I'll head back now."

Eloise gave a nod.

"Char..." Andrew caught up with Charlotte in a few quick steps, "I'll also have someone look into this matter. I..."

"No need," Charlotte's voice remained gentle but resolute, "Andrew, for your own good, and for mine too, please don't meddle in my affairs."

"..." Andrew felt hurt as he said, "Are you trying to avoid suspicion now?"

Charlotte hesitated, "I guess you're right... The driver's here to pick me up, so I'm heading back. Don't worry about this matter."

Andrew stood in place. Watching Charlotte walk away, he clenched his fists slowly.

...

Waylon opened the car door for Charlotte, "Why are you so late today?"

Charlotte didn't want to tell Waylon about the crazy woman and said, "I was chatting with some classmates."

Waylon didn't ask further.

Back at Oswye Community, Paisley had already prepared dinner, and another servant, Cora, poured a glass of water for Charlotte. "Ms. Lopez, what's wrong? You don't look well."

Charlotte liked both of these servants. They were very kind people. Charlotte took a sip of water and replied, "Maybe I haven't fully recovered from the cold."

Cora sighed, "Ms. Lopez, take good care of yourself, okay? Don't neglect your health just because you're young."

Charlotte nodded in agreement.

Paisley chimed in, "Alright, alright, Ms. Lopez, go ahead and have your dinner."

Dinner was plentiful, and it was enough to feed three more people like Charlotte. She quickly finished her meal and went to her room to do her homework.

Today's assignments weren't too many, and Charlotte finished them in an hour. She initially thought of reading some medical books, but suddenly remembered something. So, she took out her old and battered phone, and logged into the campus website.

As expected, the incident from this afternoon had become a hot topic. People had recorded videos for others to gossip and comment about. Looking at the angry, disdainful, and malicious comments, Charlotte's lips pressed into a thin line in displeasure.

"..." Charlotte choked back a sob and buried her face in the blanket on her bed. "Why..."

Why did this always happen, no matter where she went?

When people lightly type those malicious words on their keyboards, they might not feel the impact, but the harm it caused to the person involved accumulated exponentially.

Charlotte remembered a news report from a couple of years ago about an obscure actress trapped in a scandal and was unable to escape from the media. Eventually, she was driven to suicide by public opinion. After her death, not a single person expressed sympathy. Instead, they made comments like, "If she hadn't messed around, why did she kill herself?" "It was just a few remarks, and she can't handle it? How pathetic it's that she took her own life given to her by her parents." "Thank goodness, it made the world peaceful."

These people had no idea that the words flowing from their fingertips were like invisible, sharp, and bloodless knives. They pushed people to their death without any remorse.

Everybody knew that one should never easily endanger their own life, as it was given by their parents. But not everyone had the mental fortitude to withstand such cruelty.

Charlotte inexplicably felt that her current state of mind might be similar to that unfortunate actress who was forced to jump off a building.

Eloise and Cecilia were both worried about Charlotte. They sent Charlotte messages asking about her situation. Charlotte didn't want to burden them with her troubles, so she assured them that she didn't care.

Charlotte lay on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling. Suddenly... She missed Nelson so much.

Not because she wanted him to clear her name, but because... she missed the indescribable sense of security she felt when he was around.

Charlotte had a sudden urge.

Walking barefoot on the carpet, she opened her room door, and could see the closed, snow-white door across the hall.

That was Nelson's room.

It was strange. Just looking at that closed door somehow made Charlotte feel at ease.

After letting out a sigh of relief, she closed the door and leaned against it with a smile.

...

The next day, rumors were rampant throughout the school, and everyone was talking about the incident. Charlotte acted as if she didn't hear anything, and focused solely on her studies.

Nicholas arrived a bit late. With a tired look on his face, he placed the milk formula on Charlotte's desk as usual. Charlotte paused her writing and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Nicholas yawned, "My father's condition worsened last night, so I went to the hospital."

Charlotte nodded in understanding. Heart disease usually acted up unpredictably.

As soon as Eloise saw Nicholas, she immediately said, "Hey Nicholas, let me tell you something." This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Nicholas leaned against the chair lazily, "Oh come on, what's that? Go ahead."

Eloise put her hand together and said, "Yesterday, a crazy woman came to the school gate and accused Char of seducing her husband. She spread the photos all over the place. So, can you delete those photos and posts?"

Nicholas furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "What?"

Eloise took out her phone and showed Nicholas. His expression darkened bit by bit.

Eloise asked hopefully, "Nicholas, you're a computer whiz. Could those photos be photoshopped actually?"

"...No," Nicholas said firmly. "They're not photoshopped."

Eloise looked puzzled, "...Then what's going on? Char couldn't possibly do something like that."

Nicholas pursed his lips and took out his own backpack.