My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 490

As Charlotte was eating, Mrs. Field continued to speak. “I have always dreamt of having a daughter, but alas, my wish was never granted. Though my house is small, we can still afford to have you under our roof. If you don’t mind, just stay here with us, Jeaunette. When you feel like going home, I’ll get that brat of mine to send you back.”

Charlotte remained silent as she munched on a piece of sourdough bread.

Mrs. Field looked at the girl in pity. Who has done this to you? Poor thing!

Who on Earth would be so cruel to ruin a girl’s face?

Sigh. Maybe it’s someone from her family that had done this to her. No wonder she doesn’t want to go home. However, Mrs. Field did not want to force Charlotte to talk about her story. She knew it must be difficult for Charlotte to recount such a painful memory.

After Charlotte was done eating, Mrs. Field stacked the plates on top of one another and lifted the tray. “Rest well, my child. If you’re bored you can head downstairs for a stroll. Some sunlight will do you good!”

Charlotte was still sitting on the bed in a dazed state. She did not know what to do, as she had not taken anything with her when she left the house.

The strange woman’s kindness made her heart all warm and fuzzy.

She opened her mouth to thank Mrs. Field as she left the room, but what came out of her throat were heaves of dry air.

Try as she might, she could not make a sound at all.

After a few failed attempts at verbalizing, Charlotte gave up.

She could only watch as Mrs. Field closed the door to her room.

and tears flooded her eyes

not imagine her life without her voice. However, there was nothing she could do about her muteness at the

Time slowly ticked by.

went by in the blink

getting darker

her lips and opened the door. A small corridor entered her vision. At

but the interior of it was very

before she could set one foot on it, Mrs. Field’s

her injuries will probably leave her with scars. Those needles have stayed in her face for too long. Adding to the fact that she’s spent the whole day in the rain, there is a possibility that she will remain

mean she will be permanently disfigured?” The shock in

who was still standing at the top of the stairwell,

going to be

of dismay washed over her. The strong current pulled her underwater into the deepest depth of her

chest convulsing in

can I ever show up in front of Uncle Lochlan with a disfigured

No!

NO!

do I have to suffer

the room. She laid on her bed

wanted was to play her harp. At least, when she was immersed in music, she would lose all sense of reality and