Not One, But Two!

Chapter 223

Chapter 223

Charlotte remembered her father shouting at her the exact same way Craig did.

Unwittingly, her body froze in fear. By the time she realized what was happening, Craig had slammed the door shut with his leg. He thrust her onto the passenger seat and strapped her in.

"I think we need to have a talk about you and Hitman Island."

Her face went stark white upon hearing that. However, she knew there was no point in keeping it a secret since she had never once thought of running away.

"Fine, but can you take me to my parents first?"

She had been kidnapped soon after her parents' death. For years, she was unable to visit their graves.

After all, they were war heroes, so they were buried in a war grave, a place she could never enter.

She was a stain on their glorious achievements and the lives they have led.

Out of the blue, all of her strength broke before the sight of Craig's uniform.

She did not want this to begin with.

With good grades and great stamina, she wanted to join the military, as her parents wanted her to, or the police force. She had never wanted to walk a path that was the complete opposite of her parents' lives.

If her parents were still alive, they would likely have had a heart attack over the life she led.

She hurriedly turned to look away. Still, he was able to spot the tears streaming down her cheeks. His heart throbbed in pain.

"I'll take you to a florist first. Let us get two bouquets."

"Thank you."

She nodded obediently.

Other than meeting up with Abigail, she had planned to visit her parents' grave while she was in Harrion. This might be her last chance to do so, after all.

Even if she was a stain upon their perfect careers, even if she did not deserve to stand before them, she truly missed them. Oh, how she missed them...

All words left Craig's mind when he saw the look on her face.

"Let me clean up my wound first."

His head was still bleeding. While it looked terrifying, as all head wounds tend to be, it was just a minor injury.

He grabbed the first-aid kit from the back.

Before he could do or say anything, she took it from him.

"Let me."

Contrary to the chill in her voice, her hands were warm and gentle. Her unique and womanly scent filled his nose as she had to lean in close.

He nervously shuffled away from her but froze awkwardly when she said, "Don't move."

Charlotte was focusing her full attention on treating the wound.

How long had it been since she had cleaned and dressed someone else's wounds?

It must have been before her parents passed away.

Craig seemed slightly older than her, but he should be pretty old since he was a Lieutenant Colonel.

he was

not

able to bring her to her parents' grave. So, how should she

did not like acting like a sycophant, she still had to be on her best

decided to

twitched upon

Mister?

Was he that old?

look that

not care what other people thought, for some reason, it felt really strange to be called

old are you? 23,

to hear him accurately state her age, she still

breath and stated, "I'm only 34! How can

Was he

girl call him

military career aged his looks, or did

didn't expect him to be

at just 34 years old, he must have achieved a lot. Nevertheless, she knew just how cunning people like that could

"Craig, then!"

She hurriedly blurted out.

him feel much

go visit your

patted the top of her head, he focused

That pat shocked her.

father loved patting her on the head when he was still alive. As such, the gesture

of the

did not cry easily, she had been crying a lot today

but he had never thought how upset he would be when a woman cried next to him. More importantly, he did not know how to comfort her at

to say something but did not know what to say. So, he chose to

a terrible time on Hitman Island, but the evidence he had

heart squeezed with

that life. Perhaps he could try to plead mercy on her behalf, even if it

would be

thoughts raced through his mind, he asked, "Have you eaten? Do you want to

to visit my parents

waiting

moment, all she wanted

saying another word, he drove her to the florist, where they bought two bouquets before heading to

began to roll uncontrollably down her cheeks like strings of pearls that had snapped open. Sadness overwhelmed him. How he wished

have a moment alone with

been crying. The pleading look in her eyes made it hard for him to even think of

me if you

"Okay."

could keep an eye on her, but not

let go

the ground and

five years she had endured had been the complete opposite of the life her parents had taught her to

over again, she tried to escape. Regardless, she always failed, and nearly died from the cruel

could see her parents once more was

me. Even I look down on myself. I have been so evil. I am a stain on our family's reputation, but I have tried my best. For five whole years, I kept trying. I missed you so very much. Why couldn't you have taken me with you? We could be together in the underworld. We could even be reborn as a family. Now, I cannot even see

forced those questions out of her throat,

on another person—no, another woman's—behalf. All he knew was that his

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