Charlotte refused to believe it. The sadness in her eyes flashed and she shouted, not willing to give up, "You just admitted that you are Ms. Coco."

When Charlotte saw Ms. Coco's weathered body tremble, she was even more convinced that she hadn't been mistaken. She continued to try to reason with her.

"Ms. Coco, I don't know why you didn't say goodbye back then and why I couldn't find you. But now that you're right here in front of me, I will wait until you are willing to talk to me. "Gunther, close the door. They've mistaken me for someone else and will be leaving now."

The woman who had been referred to as Ms. Coco shouted at the young man standing by the door.

"Okay, Mom."

A metal door completely sealed off Charlotte's heart. When she saw Ms. Coco's attitude, she was even more convinced that what happened back then was not an accident.

"Cole."

The cold and ruthless voice made Cole, who had been standing silently to one side, shiver all over. He immediately stepped forward and said respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Fuller."

"There's no need."

Of course Charlotte could tell that Shane was trying to help her. However, she still wanted to use her own methods to do it.

"Mr. Fuller?"

Cole looked at Shane with a conflicted expression.

"Let her deal with it herself."

At that moment, Shane looked at the woman next to him in a new light and admired her even more.

There had always been two kinds of women surrounding him. One type was those who only knew how to compete for a man's favour. The other kind was way too scheming.

But this little woman before him didn't seem to belong to either of them...

"Thank you."

Charlotte's voice was a little weak, but Shane, who was only a meter away, could hear it clearly.

An hour later...

Almost everyone who passed by couldn't help but glance at the handsome man and beautiful woman standing outside the door. Nevertheless, there was no movement from behind the closed door. "Mr. Fuller, it seems to be raining."

Cole couldn't help but point out. When Shane glared at him coldly, Cole could only shut his mouth obediently.

back. I can do

the rain fall on her face, but

Unable to help himself, he took off his jacket and draped it

"Mr. Fuller..."

clearly sense that Shane's feelings for Charlotte were changing

his head helplessly. "Mom, do you really not want them to come in? It looks like they haven't left yet. It's raining so heavily. If they continue to stay out there, they might

her aching legs tiredly. She

and said to her young son who was sitting

a good night's sleep. She had dreamed countless

water- splattered face watched quietly as the courtyard gate

you to

not

"Ms. Coco."

truly standing in the warm living room did Charlotte's entire body tremble. Her arms were tightly wrapped around the coat that obviously didn't

her weather-worn face, pointed to the empty sofa

How did my mother pass away, and why did you disappear

her gaze to look out the window. When she heard the sound of the falling rain, her heart

to come out sometime!" she

I want to hear the truth. For Lottie,

called herself "Lottie" like Ms. Coco used to when she was young.

"Ah!"

she glanced at Shane who was standing to one side and did not answer immediately. Instead, she said kindly, "Miss Lottie, if my mistress were still alive, she

but just lowered her head. She didn't dare to look at Shane's

had done too much for her,

Charlotte's face had suddenly turned pale, Ms. Coco continued, "I didn't hear what he said because I was sent away by Mr. Emerson. But when I came

you leave without saying

her teeth as hurt

Miss Lottie, you know that I only have one son and I can't let him be hurt. That's why I did that. Even if you hate me,

her, Charlotte shook her head helplessly and immediately took the tissue that someone handed over and passed it to

silently behind Charlotte, as if he were an

"I don't blame you."

her head

"Let's go."

pulled Shane's

"All right."

hand on Charlotte's slightly trembling shoulders.

City, it was already noon

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