Boomerang Love

Cha

Chapter 143

Naomi looked back quickly. “I’m here, Charles.”

Her voice was gentle as if she was talking to a newborn baby. Naomi saying his name had brought tears to his eyes.

He had not heard someone call his name in such a long time. Ever since his mother passed, no one called him Charles. Indeed, no one would ever call him by his full name again even when they got mad.

His family called him a short–lived brat born to a short–lived mother. Some addressed him as a short–lived scoundrel. They also called him “that half–alive thing“.

Eventually, when he escaped, the nicer people in the family called him “kid“. But most of them referred to him as a son of a bitch and bastard child.

I

He stared at Naomi with red–rimmed eyes. He said, “Ms. I checked the constitution before I killed them. Don’t get your hopes up, and don’t overwork yourself on this case. I’m scared you’ll be disappointed.”

Ever since his mom was beaten to death, he had never known warmth nor how it felt to be treated with kindness.

In contrast, after he had killed them and gotten caught, the police and the guards in jail did not look down on him like how others did, nor did they hate him. Instead, they showed concern for him.

especially true when it came to Naomi. She was extremely nice to him. No one hoped

was terrified that if he failed to survive, she

and said, “How would we know without trying? At least we’re not going to leave

“Thank you, Ms. Goodwin.”

least

boy looked toward the treats Naomi brought for him. His cuffed hands gently opened the

the box were his favorite egg tarts

tarts and biscuits were the most delicious things in the world. Hence, she

He thought of how Naomi told him that he would have the chance to eat things that were even more delicious than

had many delicious things now, he wouldn’t have too much of an attachment to

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it would be his fear that Naomi would

this case.

visitation room, the guards didn’t make Charles return immediately. They waited for him to

food before taking him

prison and got into Ronald’s car, Naomi’s heart still

her cheeks. “You’re feeling sad? That’s

hand away. “I seldom get melancholic

again. “I just don’t like seeing

his hand away in disdain. “Go entertain

saw that she hadn’t been cheered