Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

The atmosphere in the predominantly black-toned bedroom was also heavy with an eerie silence.

The distance between York Charlie and Blanche Capra was getting farther and farther, she kept backing up, he tried to catch up, but she stopped him with a drink, “Don’t come over here, don’t use that past thing to perfume me again.”

“That past thing can’t be explained in a moment, let’s take a breather, I’ll explain it to you when the recent storm has passed, okay?” York Charlie could only compromise first, who let him know how stubborn Blanche Capra was.

That incident back then, he hadn’t investigated it clearly even now, and as far as the current progress was concerned, if he let Blanche Capra know the truth about that year, her emotions would definitely go out of control.

She would hate him, and he couldn’t live without her.

York Charlie more and more obstruction, Blanche Capra more feel that the mastermind behind the scenes is him with the Charlie family, her wide eyes with indignation, the contraction of the pupils will also be in his eyes, cherry lips trembling, “you do not give an explanation, I will not give up the investigation down. ”

“Do you have to know? This matter has been over for so many years, you will only suffer if you know.” York Charlie persuaded bitterly.

Brandi, the misunderstanding back then cannot be repeated again.

“York Charlie! What are you trying to hide? Or is it that you have a weak heart? That tragic case of the Russell family, you had a hand in it too, right?” Blanche Capra gasped, she was now swimming on the edge of losing control.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

If York Charlie was really behind this, what was she going to do?

She actually fell in love with her enemy …

Blanche Capra kept backing away until she had nowhere to go, her skinny back hit the cold wall and she stifled a grunt and wrinkled her nose.

York Charlie rushed forward to ask her, worry in his eyes, “Are you okay? Where did you hit?”

Blanche Capra couldn’t hear anything right now, a sneer on her delicate face, “Are you a cat crying for fake mercy or are you trying to soften me up, do you think the past will go away if you’re nice to me?”

No way.

It was a piece of red-hot iron branded on her that she would never forget in her life.

York Charlie knew now that no matter what he said, she wouldn’t believe a word he said, and she was beginning to hate and complain about even his existence.

But so what, he would never let go of her hand just because of something like that.

Blanche Capra averted her face, “I want to be alone right now to calm down, can you go to the study tonight or I’ll go to the study, the guest room doesn’t matter.”

“No, I’m engaged to you, unmarried couples are meant to share a bed.” York Charlie is firmly against it, letting her go at this time, her heart can’t come back.

“What fiancé and husband, don’t you ever mention that term again, now that I think about that incident back then and look at it now, you’re reminding me of what a ridiculous thing I did.” Blanche Capra ruffled the frontal hair that hung in front of her eyes behind her ear, her face nothing but cold.

“Fine, I won’t mention it, but even then you can’t leave, we need to talk.”

“Is there anything left to talk about? If you won’t talk about it, I’m not looking for someone to find out, so don’t you dare lie to me again.” Blanche Capra pushed him, “Let go of me, I’m getting out of here.”

The hand around her waist didn’t loosen but instead increased in strength, York Charlie swept her up in his arms and pressed her tighter and tighter, and finally there wasn’t any distance between the two at all.

He wanted to crumple her up and fuse her with his flesh and blood, but he couldn’t.

“I’ll take my time explaining that one, first you take back what you said before, you will not and cannot leave here.” York Charlie said it word for word, just in case she thought he was just saying it.

He’d gotten her back so hard, how could he let her leave.

It was like Blanche Capra and Brandi were split into two souls, when Brandi took over Blanche Capra’s body, she had nothing but hate in her eyes, she could never let go of the past.

York Charlie loves both Brandi and Blanche Capra’s soul, and he won’t let her leave him.

Not even if he’s ashamed of her.

However, no matter what York Charlie said, Blanche Capra was now hell bent on getting away from this man, and she was getting more and more agitated, her unpowdered face red with anger, “I told you to let go of me, didn’t you hear me? York Charlie!”

She was almost suffocating in the tiny world he had circled, gasping for air over and over, uncontrollable tears wetting her long hair.

“Don’t, I said I won’t let go unless you promise not to go.” York Charlie leaned against her shoulder, he closed his eyes, he was really a little tired.

“There hasn’t been a moment these days that I haven’t thought about you, let me hold you for a while, I’m really tired.”

“No good, if you’re tired there are plenty of women waiting for you to pamper them aren’t there? It has nothing to do with me.” Blanche Capra pounded her fist on his shoulder, “How many times do I have to tell you to let go!”

“No, I won’t let go, not until you calm down, Blanche, those things are in the past, you need to move on, I’ll always be there for you.”

Move on?

Such words he could say.

Blanche Capra’s sanity was all but gone now, and she was going to run away from him no matter what it took.

In the heat of the moment, all she could think of was the pocket knife she carried with her, and her mind went blank with just one conviction, to get out of the arms of this unguessable man.

With no way to think, she drew the knife and slashed his arm,

York Charlie stifled a grunt as the pain finally made him release her, at the same time the blood coming out of the wound woke Blanche Capra up.

What had she just done?

She had actually stabbed him with a knife!

Blanche Capra was in a complete panic, mired in guilt and overwhelm, she had wanted to run away from him so badly, but now her feet felt as heavy as lead.

York Charlie didn’t blame Blanche Capra; he would have been glad to keep her in that condition.

It was just that blood kept flowing from the wound, quickly staining his shirt, and York Charlie, tired from days of exhaustion and low on blood and gas himself, was starting to get dizzy.

“Blanche,” he called out to her softly, and as if waking up from a dream, Blanche Capra immediately stepped forward and cut his shirt with a knife to bind the crook of his elbow, suppressing the blood as much as possible from continuing to flow.

York Charlie gave her a weak look, “Can you take me to the hospital? I don’t feel like I’m in good shape.” His lips were starting to turn white.

Blanche Capra, frightened and with tears falling from her eyes, assisted York Charlie down the stairs as she did so.

Again, she forgets about the fact that she’s Brandi, all she knows is that she loves him and he’s now stabbed by her.

Blanche Capra and York Charlie rushed to the hospital in the middle of the night, thinking that the darkness of the night would be their best refuge, but they underestimated the power of the paparazzi.

They filmed Blanche Capra holding an injured York Charlie and made a big fuss about it, twisting the facts.

So again, it was Blanche Capra who dominated the headlines in the newspapers, with the blaring headline, “Blanche Capra attempts to assassinate York Charlie, then seize the Charlie family fortune.”

The content trumpeted how much Blanche Capra coveted the Charlie family’s property, and masturbated about the whole thing, yet all they did was snap a picture of it at the door.

For a while, it was all over the city.