Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 80 Where Was She

Chapter 80 Where Was Lottie

Charlotte said, "Even if the police apprehend a heinous criminal, he still need to receive medical treatment if he is injured before going to court. Besides, it's also possible that he was deceived."

Eloise said, "What? I can't talk about others, but Vincent definitely did it himself. He was never a good person."

Charlotte smiled and carefully put away the silver needle, remaining silent.

The police took away everyone involved of Roblia High School, reassured the students, and provided them with some knowledge about drug prevention before leaving.

Eloise curiously asked, "Char, are you studying medicine?"

Charlotte nodded, "Yes, my family has been studying medicines for generations."

"No wonder."

Nicholas patted Charlotte on the head and asked, "Are you going back now?"

Earlier, Charlotte had messaged Waylon, saying that she would be returning home late today. When she checked the time, she knew that Waylon should have already come to pick her up. Charlotte nodded without paying attention to Andrew, who was eagerly watching on the side, and said, "Yes, I am going back."

Anthony smiled at Charlotte and said, "Little Magical Doctor, thank you so much for today."

The others in the school basketball team also followed and all thanked her, saying, "Yes, thank you."

"I used to badmouth you on the school website, and I apologize! You're like a goddess in the mortal world!"

"I had prejudices against you, too! I apologize, and from now on, you're like a sister to me!"

"If it weren't for you, those people from Roblia High School would be much more arrogant."

"..."

Charlotte felt a bit overwhelmed and looked at Eloise in confusion. Eloise smiled and said, "Just show your gratitude but don't scare Char. She's timid."

Charlotte quickly hid behind Eloise and said, "You're welcome. It's what I should do."

Anthony curiously asked, "Little Magical Doctor, how did you know that they used stimulants?"

Charlotte said, "Don't call me that. I wasn't sure myself, but I heard from Andrew that their basketball skills were terrible before, and during the half-time break, they showed no signs of fatigue when you guys were resting in chairs, they were still dribbling. And they were too excited, which made me feel strange."

She said a bunch of terms that nobody understood, and everyone awkwardly looked at her.

Charlotte was speechless.

"In short, I just figured it out."

"To show our appreciation, how about treating you to dinner tonight?" Anthony suggested.

Charlotte shook her head and said, "I have to go back and do my homework. The person who is picking me up has arrived. You guys can eat together."

The others didn't insist and watched her leave.

Anthony glanced at Andrew and said, "Mr. Clark, it seems that the little girl is not interested in you."

Andrew stubbornly supported his injured leg and said, "My relationship with her is complicated and you won't understand. She has her reasons."

Anthony said, "I hope it's not just your imagination."

"But I think the Little Magical Doctor is pretty good. Although she's soft, she has a strong performance when she needs to stand up."

Andrew showed a proud expression and said, "Of course."

Anthony thought, "Why are you proud?"

Nicholas glanced at Andrew with a forced smile and said, "Mr. Clark, take good care of your injury and stop overthinking. I'm leaving."

Eloise also waved her hand and said, "Then I'm leaving, too."

Anthony turned to look at Cecilia. He was about to say something when Cecilia lazily said to Andrew, "Take good care of your injury, Mr. Clark. I need to go back and complain to my dad."

She didn't even say a word to Anthony.

Anthony was speechless.

Reagan angrily threw the bottle-water in her hand on the ground and said, "What the hell?"

Vivian also didn't expect that Charlotte would win the battle like this. She felt a surge of frustration in her chest, and her voice turned icy, "Char is really talented."

Reagan glared at her in annoyance, "She's also your 'good' sister!"

Vivian said, "She just won people's attention once. Reagan, don't be angry."

Reagan remembered the pictures she had obtained and slowly calmed down. She stared at her phone for a while and whispered to herself, "Why should I be angry? This time, I'll let her totally lose face!"

When Charlotte and Waylon walked outside Malus Garden, Charlotte suddenly stopped.

She twitched her nose and caught a very strong and pungent smell of blood.

Waylon remembered something and his face changed. He coughed and said, "Ms. Lopez, you can go for a walk in the garden first. Mr. Clark is probably busy with something."

Charlotte didn't ask further and nodded, "Okay."

Waylon hurriedly walked in.

Charlotte, holding her school bag, didn't go for a walk. She squatted at the entrance of Malus Garden, leaning against the cool wall.

It was still a bit cold in April, and after a while, she felt her hands and feet getting cold. The cold wind made her feel like she might catch a cold. She couldn't afford to get sick, so she quickly stood up and stomped her feet. Just then, a desperate and agonizing cry echoed through the courtyard, "Please...please, Mr. Clark! Please forgive him! I won't dare anymore, I won't dare..."

It was a woman's voice, originally quite pleasant, but due to screaming and crying, it became distorted, sounding like a vengeful ghost haunting the night.

Charlotte couldn't help but shiver. Her ankle went completely numb, and she couldn't stand up at all.

She puffed up her cheeks and slowly reached out to massage her ankle.

The woman's screams continued, piercing and heart-wrenching, making people feel both irritated and uncomfortable. There was also an occasional stifled and painful groan from a man.

But the woman's desperate pleas were in vain. It seemed that there was not any mercy. With a loud "bang," the woman let out a sharp cry, and the courtyard fell silent.

Charlotte was shocked because of the sound.

She felt a chill run through her body.

Although she didn't see what exactly was happening in the courtyard, she could infer that it was the first time she clearly and unequivocally realized what a monster Nelson was from those sounds.

"Where's Lottie?" The man's voice was as usual, melodious and leisurely.

Waylon said helplessly, "With all this commotion here, how could I dare to let her come in? I told her to go for a walk." All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Nelson chuckled, "Clean this place up. I'll go find her."

Charlotte's little face turned pale from the chilly spring wind. Her legs were numb, and she still couldn't stand up. So, she had no choice but to hug her knees and bury her head in them. In her arms, she held her big school bag, resembling a homeless little creature.

Footsteps rang out, and a shadow loomed over as the man looked down at her from a higher position. There was still a hint of bloodiness on him. He asked, "What are you doing here?"