Chapter 1841
Roanne was utterly stunned by Charlotte’s sudden aggressive behavior.
She bit her lip and lifted her head to stare at Charlotte, blood still seeping out of the corner of her mouth.” Charlotte, I have no idea what you’re so pissed about.”
Roanne was just telling the truth; she did not understand why Charlotte was so irate.
Whether it was at the orphanage or after they had escaped from that horrible place, Charlotte had always been the one who loved mutton.
When they were still at the orphanage, a girl named Number-9 used to offer her uneaten mutton to Charlotte in exchange for vegetables and bread.
Even though Roanne was a timid girl who was constantly bullied by the rest of the children, she still knew what was going on and had a vivid memory of this kind girl.
This was because…every time Number-9 got her hands on the vegetables and bread, she would give half o f her food to Roanne in secret.
Because of Number-9’s kindness, Roanne had managed to survive and did not starve to death at the orphanage.
However, after less than two years at the orphanage, Number-9 was one day adopted. Before she left, however, she did not forget to remind Number-12, who was Charlotte, to take care of poor, timid little Roanne.
This was the only reason Charlotte brought Roanne along with her when she left the orphanage many years later.
Despite this, Charlotte had never treated her kindly at all. She forced Roanne to return her favor, claiming that she owed her life the Charlotte and treated her like a slave.
This was another instance of Charlotte’s unruly behavior toward her. Roanne had no idea what she had done wrong, yet Charlotte had smacked her even before giving her a chance to explain!
“Don’t you know where you fucked up?” Charlotte glared at Roanne. “Didn’t I tell you to shut your mouth about everything that happened at the orphanage? How dare you tell Jim that I was the one who loved mutton? Are you trying to expose me?
“Let me tell you this, Roanne, if Jim abandons me one day, then I’ll bring you with me to hell!
“Get out of my sight! In the future, you’re not allowed to step foot into Landry Mansion without my orders, much less stay for dinner!”
With that, she turned around and stomped off.
Roanne was slumped against the hood of her car with her hand clutching her burning cheek. She stared a t Charlotte’s retreating figure, tears brimming in her eyes.
“Here.” All of a sudden, a clear, melodic man’s voice rang out next to her.
Roanne’s entire body stiffened.
She immediately lifted her head to glance in the direction of the voice.
A clean and neat-looking gentleman stood next to her, offering her a piece of tissue.
Staring at the tissue, Roanne pursed her lips, then took it from him with a guarded expression. “Who are you?”
The man gave her a warm smile. “Don’t worry about who I am.”
He stared at the fingerprints on Roanne’s swollen face and asked, “Do you have anything in your car that can bring down the swelling?”
Roanne shook her head.
“What about ice?”
She shook her head once more.
The man smiled and pointed at a car parked next to hers. “Why don’t you come with me? I have some ice i In the mini-fridge of my car.”
Then, he glanced at her swollen face once more and added, “If you don’t bring down the swelling soon, it’ll look even worse tomorrow, and what a pity it’ll be to ruin such a beautiful face.”
With her bottom lip caught between her teeth, Roanne contemplated this for a moment before finally nodding in agreement.
Truth be told, she did not know who he was, much less his name…but this was the first person who ever showed concern about her in so many years.
After being with Charlotte for so long, Roanne had already gotten used to being physically abused like this, but no one had ever been worried about her, much less offered to help her.
No one…ever told her she was beautiful, either.
Roanne’s heart started to thump in her chest as she stared at the tall, handsome man underneath the dim street light. This man was like a Prince Charming that walked straight out of her fantasy.
