Regret Novel 181

A thought flashed through her mind.

Child abuse.

Charlotte stopped in her tracks, glancing back at Hans, who was curled up behind the flowerbed, quietly sobbing. She hesitated for half a minute before walking over. Hans wiped at his tears, only to see someone holding out a tissue to him.

He looked up, dazed for a few seconds, then pushed her hand away. “You’re a bad person. I don’t want anything from you!”

Charlotte didn’t take offense. “If I were really a bad person, I would’ve thrown you out of here already.”

Hans clenched his little fists, his lips trembling as he stayed silent.

“How did you get hurt on your leg?” she asked.

At that, Hans quickly tugged down his pant leg to hide it, unease and fear flashing

in his eyes.

Charlotte caught the look on his face. “Was it your mother who did this to you?”

“…No,” he whispered, barely audible.

His mom only hit him because he misbehaved. She loved him, didn’t she?

“Did you tell Mr. Howard?”

Hans suddenly clapped his hands over his

After all, he wasn’t her child–why was she

was about to leave when she nearly ran into Genevieve head–on. Genevieve saw Hans running off in tears, then spotted Charlotte, and immediately assumed the worst. “Charlotte, why are you picking on a kid? Even if you

“If I really wanted to do that, do you think you’d have

face darkened. The memory of

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get too full of yourself! I’m warning

her, unbothered. “If you’ve got a problem, go whine

ignored Genevieve and walked away without

seethed, but she had to admit Charlotte wasn’t the same as she used to be–she didn’t just stand there

seen Charlotte bully

his hand paused, cigarette poised between

thought Charlotte and Hans wouldn’t run

the cigarette, picked up his phone, and called Linette. “Try to keep Hans

complaint, she realized Charlotte had spoken to

phone and called Jonathan.

isn’t she?”

Mrs. Fontaine, urging her to find some excuse–be it a business trip or a

the second–floor balcony of his institute, leafed through some documents, sounding indifferent. “My people

Evander’s hands.”

with allure. “It’s been a few days since we’ve seen each other. How about meeting

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