Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 13 Too Fierce

Chapter 13 Too Fierce

"No," Charlotte said in a low voice.

Nelson held her hand with an unclear expression and looked at her red palm caused by that slap, "Next time, you don't have to do it yourself." He looked indifferently at the servants who bowed their heads and dared not breathe, "Don't get your hands dirty for those who are not worth it."

Charlotte was afraid but also happy because no one had ever said such words to her. She had to bear all things herself. If Jonathan was here, she would be slapped.

But Nelson said, "Don't get your hands dirty."

"Waylon," Nelson said in a calm tone, "Cut off their tongues."

The servants were so frightened that they kneeled on the ground, crying, "Mr. Clark! It's our fault! We dare not again! We dare not again!"

Charlotte was stunned. She didn't dare to look at Nelson's eyes. She said in a low voice, "I'm fine..."

Nelson didn't answer her.

But the servants seemed to have found a savior, and they all started begging Charlotte, "Mrs. Clark...Please! Stop Mr. Clark...I don't want to become dumb!"

"Mrs. Clark, I was wrong...and I didn't say anything..."

The servant who was beaten by Charlotte couldn't bear to beg her, so he just mixed with the crowd, waiting for Charlotte to help them.

Charlotte took a servant's hand away from her skirt slowly but firmly, and said softly, "You didn't treat me like this before."

Waylon looked at Charlotte in surprise. He originally thought that she would beg for the servants. After all, Charlotte looked white and tender, just like glutinous rice with strawberry sandwiches which were so soft. So she must beg for them.

"Mrs. Clark...We are ignorant and never dare again! Please... please save us..."

"I'm only twenty years old and I don't want to be a mute in the future!"

"Mrs. Clark... I am willing to accept any punishment, as long as you don't cut my tongue, I can do anything!"

Charlotte looked at the woman who spoke last, and said, "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah! I can do everything for you!" The servant seized the chance and hurriedly said.

Charlotte said, "Then you all line up and give her a slap one by one." Her slender, white and tender fingers which looked like green onions pointed at the person she had slapped.

The person took two steps back in fear, "Why me? Why?"

Charlotte didn't answer.

But other servants found an opportunity, so they scrambled to restrain her, and slapped the woman hard, lest Charlotte would be dissatisfied with their strength.

Charlotte watched them quietly and her clean face looked calm.

The servant looked like a swollen pig and even couldn't speak after receiving dozens of slaps.

Charlotte looked at Nelson cautiously, "Mr. Clark, can I let them go?" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Nelson nodded indifferently.

Everyone became relaxed and left quickly.

Waylon said with great interest, "Why her?"

Charlotte said seriously, "She insulted my mother."

Waylon didn't know what to say.

Charlotte bit her bright red lips and looked at Nelson who was holding her hand, "Mr. Clark, am I too fierce?"

Nelson didn't speak, but Waylon had burst into laughter.

This little girl was so cute. Was she fierce?

Nelson also smiled, and he slowly kneaded her delicate hands with his fingers, "Yeah, a little fierce."