Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 186 Let's Wait and See

Chapter 186 Let's Wait and See

Jonathan broke out in a cold sweat after listening to Vivian's analysis. He asked, "But who would do that? Your mother is very diplomatic at usual times and seldom has any enemies. Even if your aunt and cousin hate her, they don't have the capability to plot this!"

Vivian couldn't figure it out either.

Because Aurora died from a gunshot and the forensic doctors gave her an autopsy later, she looked as miserable as a torn doll even though the forensic doctors had stitched her body perfectly. Vivian couldn't accept the fact that Aurora had been murdered. She held Aurora's cold hand and cried incessantly.

Half of her sorrow was due to her mother's death, and the other half was because no one else could give her advice in the future. She was left alone in this world.

She suddenly spotted something and turned over Aurora's arm.

On the pale, bluish arm were a few faint marks, likely made by fingernails. They were not noticeable, but Vivian immediately recognized them as "Charlotte".

Why did Aurora scratch these letters on her arm?

Vivian's eyes were immediately filled with resentment and she burst into laughter.

Jonathan was startled and asked, "Vinny, Vinny, what's wrong with you?"

"It's her! Turns out it's her!" Vivian murmured, "We've all underestimated that b*tch!"

She scrambled to her feet, pushed Jonathan aside, and ran out of the door with gritted teeth. She shouted, "Driver! Send me to school! Now!"

The driver was frightened by her as she had lost her demeanor as the eldest daughter of the Lopez family. But at a second thought, he thought it reasonable as Vivian had just lost her mother and might be overly sad. He didn't think much about this and stepped on the gas.

The school bell rang and Charlotte only put down her pen after finishing the last question. Most of her classmates had left, and when she raised her head, she saw Vivian rushing into the classroom with a gloomy face.

She strode to Charlotte, rested her hands on her desk, and stared at her, her dark eyes as unfathomable as an endless black hole. She called gloomily, "Charlotte..."

Vivian curled up her lips into a strange smile and continued, "It was you, right? You planned all those things!"

Charlotte put her pen back in her pen bag and replied, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Vivian sneered and murmured to herself, "Of course, you won't admit it. How will you admit it? But I've learned about the truth. I already knew it was you!"

Cecilia rushed over and pushed Vivian away, snapping, "Are you crazy?"

Vivian staggered back and stared at Cecilia. Her gaze was as cold as that of a snake. She didn't do anything else and just stared at Charlotte, saying, "I will let you pay the price."

Charlotte paused before saying, "Let's wait and see."

Vivian sneered again with a manic expression, "Just wait!"

With that, she left the classroom.

Looking annoyed, Cecilia complained, "Is she mentally ill? She acted like she lost her mind after her mother's death."

Eloise comforted her, "Try to understand. It's her biological mother, after all."

She then turned to look at Charlotte and asked, "Char, what did she mean by saying those words?"

Charlotte looked down at the ground and replied, "I don't know either. Maybe Aurora's death was a hard blow to her."

She didn't want her friends to know the nasty side of her.

Eloise didn't probe into this. The three of them left the school together.

Holding her schoolbag, Charlotte returned to Oswye Community. She was not in a mood today and returned to her bedroom after dinner and fell asleep at some point.

However, she didn't have a sound sleep. NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

In her dream, she found a bullet hole in Aurora's chest and blood was gushing out of the hole. She stood in endless darkness and laughed manically at her. "Charlotte, are you satisfied now? You caused my death! Your hands are covered in my blood!"

Charlotte trembled all over and looked down at her hands. Her fair, slender fingers were somehow smeared with sticky blood. She was startled and hurriedly tried to wipe it off, but the more she wiped, the more blood she got. She started crying, asking, "Why can't I wipe it off? Why?"

"You killed me... I won't let you go!" Aurora's voice drilled into her ear like a demon's whisper. "Charlotte, I'll become a vengeful ghost and haunt you day and night!"

She reached her skinny hand toward Charlotte and the latter quickly ran in the opposite direction. However, behind her was thick darkness and she couldn't see anything. She felt as if she was the only person left in this world.

Aurora's voice suddenly became sad. "Charlotte. It hurts so much... It hurts..."

Charlotte asked, "Which part of your body hurts?"

Aurora pointed to the hole in her chest and said, "This place... Why are you so cruel?" Her voice suddenly became sharp as she snapped, "You're a murderer! You won't die peacefully! You'll go to hell after you die! I'll be waiting for you here!"

...

It was already 2 a.m. when Nelson came back. Not seeing Charlotte in his bedroom, he opened the door of her bedroom and found she was drenched in a cold sweat and was clutching the blanket and repeatedly shouting "No".

Nelson guessed she must have had a nightmare.

He grabbed her hand and said, "I'm here."

Charlotte suddenly burst into tears. "I'm such a bad person. Mom will definitely detest me..."

Nelson felt a slight pain in his heart. He pulled Charlotte into his arms and whispered in her ear, "Lottie, you did nothing wrong. She deserved the punishment. You're the most obedient girl. I'm here, so don't be afraid."

Charlotte's trembling body gradually calmed down. She grabbed Nelson's fingers as if she were a freezing person who was holding a bit of warmth and refusing to let go even at the brink of death.

Nelson picked her up and she immediately curled up into a small ball and nestled in his arms, her cheeks still streaked with tears.

Nelson carried her to his bed. He opened the drawer, took out a pack of wet tissues, and wiped clean her face. Charlotte's delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed and her fair face had horror written all over on it.

Nelson took a shower and as soon as he got into the bed, Charlotte hugged him tightly around his waist as if she was clinging to a life-saving straw.

Nelson studied her face with the light of the bedside lamp. He raised a hand to cover her eyes and said in a low, husky voice, "Lottie, you've done a good job. Just remember, I'm the person you can rely on the most."

"Only I am your everything." He added inwardly.

...

When Charlotte woke up the next morning, she had little recollection of the nightmare she had the last night. She could only vaguely remember that she dreamed about Aurora, but compared to that, she was more curious about how she ended up waking up in Nelson's bed.

She remembered that she slept in her own bedroom last night!

She went downstairs after washing up. After hesitating for a long while, she finally asked, "Sir, did you carry me to your room last night?"

Nelson replied, "Nah. You sleepwalked to my room."

Charlotte retorted, "Nonsense! I don't sleepwalk."

Nelson responded, "People who sleepwalk don't know they're sleepwalking."

Charlotte was dumbfounded for a while. She began to doubt herself and asked, "Did I really sleepwalk?"