Every time she thought of her mother, every time she thought of Aunt Watson, Charlotte felt as if there was a sharp knife constantly gouging at her heart.
Charlotte lightly bit her lip.
She was only four years old when she left her mother, and had it not been for Aunt Watson showing her mother's photos during those years she took care of her, Charlotte might have forgotten what her mother even looked like.
Pregnant for eight months and still working, only to receive such a "gift" from Ethan Allen.
Each time she thought of that, Charlotte felt such a tightness in her chest that she could hardly breathe.
No matter what happened, her mother always treated fate with gentleness, but what kind of reward did fate give her mother in the end?
Oliver Battleson's pupils shook violently, as if he were pondering over Charlotte's words.
Charlotte hung her head, her hair by her temples sliding down over her shoulders. She casually hooked a strand and tucked it behind her ear.
