Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

“Blanche Capra,” York Charlie snapped after no words, “have you said enough?”

His attitude was so cold that it in turn made Blanche Capra talk more and more, “No,” she sneered, “I have a lot more to say that I haven’t said, do you want to hear it?” She deliberately poked at him while her heart ached, “Why does everyone else suspect that you killed Rogerio George, why do even I suspect that you aborted that child on purpose? Have you never reflected on yourself? Is it because you’re too cold? Too domineering? Or is it that you’re too complicated and insecure?”

Or are you too bright? So that I can’t open my eyes when I see you, so that your proximity instead causes me to take a step backward?

Blanche Capra doesn’t say any of this, but really, these are the things she really means. And the ones that came out of her mouth were nothing more than her deliberately twisted questioning of York Charlie in order to irritate him. He heard it, surely … surely he will be angry. If angry, then ignore her, ignore her psycho …

“Blanche Capra turned her head to look over, Mrs. Casey had appeared a step away from her at an unknown time, such a close distance.

York Charlie froze as well.

“Blanche Capra! You are really shameless! How dare you accuse our York so righteously? And you don’t even look in the mirror to see what you are yourself?!”

“Mum!” York Charlie finally responded.

Mrs. Casey was really angry when she saw that he was still defending Blanche Capra, “York! Are you stupid? Didn’t you hear what she said about you? I was at the side but I heard it clearly! Since Miss Capra is so disdainful of you, you should come with me, don’t be in their way here.”

York Charlie was silent, he really didn’t know what to say anymore now.

Blanche Capra’s words had really hit him hard. He thought that she understood him no matter what other people thought of him. But it turned out that she thought of herself that way. It turned out that she’d always felt cold and overbearing and dictatorial, and it turned out that she didn’t feel safe around him in any way.

York Charlie felt that he needed to be quiet.

So he said nothing, gave Blanche Capra a faint look, and turned back to the meeting. And Mrs. Casey saw York Charlie listening to her, and was both pleased and gloating over Blanche Capra’s frequent death-defying behaviour.

She snorted coldly, “Blanche Capra! Don’t you think you can do whatever you want just because York likes you! You should know that even more liking will be exhausted one day! I’m just waiting for that day!”

After Mrs. Casey turned away, Blanche Capra’s heart gave a twitch of pain.

Any more likes would one day be exhausted.

Was that really the case?

Blanche Capra remembered how York Charlie had reacted just now, not even noticing that Mrs. Casey was near him, because he was really hurt by his words, right? And he didn’t say anything, he really just left her alone and went back to the party, he was really disappointed in her, wasn’t he?

Blanche Capra was a little chilly draped in that big trench coat she had worn on him earlier, but despite that, it was still a little chilly on such a spring day. Luckily, it was a sunny day, and it was noon, so the temperature was warmer.

But it was noon, so it seemed like it was time for her to eat, right?

I don’t know why, but she suddenly missed the days she stayed in the hospital. In those days, that nurse would always come and watch her during meals, eating with her and chatting with her.

She was a little envious of her open-minded innocence.

Blanche Capra walked absentmindedly along the road, looking at the sky one moment and the ground the next, while wearing a long skirt wrapped in a trench coat, she always attracted the attention of several people.

A car stopped in front of her.

Blanche Capra was a little puzzled, then the door opened and Francesca Jones stepped out of the car. He smiled and greeted her, “What a coincidence, I see you’re bored, would you like me to take you out for a walk?”

Blanche Capra felt cold and nodded her head in agreement.

She got in the car, Francesca Jones had the heating on full blast and she asked him, “Changed cars?” Previously he had driven a red limousine, a total high-profile show-off. Today’s car is a black, restrained model.

Francesca Jones shook her head, “Of course not, this is my other car. Drove it a little less often, though.”

Blanche Capra nods.

Francesca Jones says, “Shall I take you to change? You just got out of the hospital, don’t freeze.”

Blanche Capra thinks he has a point and doesn’t refuse.

Francesca Jones took Blanche Capra to the shopping centre to change her clothes and shoes, and then suggested a walk, Blanche Capra was surprised, “You don’t like to drive, you like to walk?”

Francesca Jones laughed, “What can you see in a car? It’s too fast, it’s all fleeting shops and passers-by. Tell you what, how about we go to an amusement park?”

Blanche Capra’s tone was light, “Yes.”

An amusement park, it hadn’t been long since the last time she’d been there.

After the two of them purchased tickets and entered the park, Francesca Jones saw that she was not interested and asked her, “What? Not interested?”

Blanche Capra replied, “No,” she paused, “I was just here last time.”

Francesca Jones, sensing her demoralisation, picks up the conversation and asks, “What did you play last time you were here?”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Blanche Capra didn’t hold back and said honestly, “The merry-go-round, the Ferris wheel.”

Francesca Jones just laughed, “No wonder you weren’t interested,” he raised an eyebrow, “Let’s do something different this time.”

“What’s different?”

“You’re coming with me.”

Blanche Capra was then pulled under the roller coaster by Francesca Jones, Blanche Capra was immediately a little resistant, “I don’t want to do this, it’s not fun.” It’s too thrilling, she’s too chicken.

Francesca Jones persuaded her, “How do you know it’s not fun if you don’t try it? Have you played before?”

“No.” She shook her head.

“Then you should try it once,” Francesca Jones pulled her up, “Learn to try more different things and you’ll realise that the world is such a wonderful place!”

Blanche Capra was a timid child at heart, but outwardly she had to pretend to be an adult who wasn’t timid at all. Her expression twisted a little, but with Francesca Jones holding her back, she couldn’t find any other reason to be honest and say she was too timid, could she?

Then, she just went for it.

Blanche Capra realised that there were some things that could not be faked. For example, now … the whole fleet of cars only she screamed the loudest. But after a moment, she instead felt that this feeling is very exciting, her heartbeat is very fast, and that light feeling, as if the soul left the body and flew in mid-air.

It turns out that there are some things that you really have to experience for yourself before you can appreciate the feeling of it. What she had been watching from afar, not daring to approach, was not what she had imagined.

Francesca Jones looked at her vivid expression, and at the thought of what she had just screamed, and was suddenly filled with a sense of accomplishment. There was also a sense of satisfaction that she had never felt before. As if watching her smile was the best thing in the world.