I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 686 You’re Pretty Cute When You’re Stupid

Charlotte averted her gaze and looked at the man in front of her, lifting her chin slightly. "Untie me. How am I

supposed to eat with my hands bound?"

When the man heard that, he pulled out a dagger and moved closer to her.

She quickly gulped and shut her eyes tight. A moment later, the rope around her wrist came loose.

She could feel her nose tingle as she looked at her reddened wrists and gently massaged them.

The man warned, "Miss Woodley, it would be best for you not to play tricks, or you won't even have food to eat in

the future."

At that, Charlotte muttered, "Aren't you afraid that I—"

"You're just a pawn. The only thing that matters is that you are alive. Don't have too many demands, Miss Woodley.

You'd better understand your situation."

After saying those words, the man turned around and left, locking the door behind him again.

Charlotte looked at the food in front of her. Sniffling, she picked up her fork and started gobbling up her food.

As she ate, her tears pattered when they fell into the food.

She didn't even know how Zoe and Joseph were doing now. Those people probably didn't do anything overboard

with them, but Zoe was bleeding so much…

At the thought, Charlotte couldn't help but sob. The more she thought about it, the sadder she was as she blamed

herself more.

If only she hadn't so stubbornly insisted on leaving Jamesdon to come to Highside, Zoe wouldn't have gotten hurt

trying to protect her.

And the baby in her womb… I'm sure they're safe.

After finishing her meal, Charlotte tried to open the door, only to realize that it was locked. She then walked to the

window where she saw several men in black coming in and out downstairs.

It was almost impossible for her to escape by jumping out of the window.

Feeling dejected, she sat on the bed and gazed sadly out the window.

After a while, a woman appeared downstairs.

Freya took off her sunglasses and asked, "How is she?"

"She just finished eating. She stopped making a fuss for now," the man replied.

Freya raised an eyebrow at that. "She is cooperating?"

"Miss Woodley has lived a pampered and sheltered life. She's never experienced something like this before, and she

has never starved. We can just give her some food and scare her a bit. That should do it."

She sat on the couch as she stated, "The lady is timid. Don't scare her too much."

The man nodded slightly in response.

Then, she asked again, "Have you contacted the men at Jamesdon? What did they say?"

"Mr. Woodley wants us to take it slow. With her in our hands, we not only have leverage against Charles Woodley

and the others but also a way to deal with Lachlan Woodley."

Freya lit a cigar and spoke slowly. "Lachlan Woodley still hasn't shown up even though something so big has

happened in Jamesdon."

As she said that, she squinted and blew out a puff of smoke, seemingly lost in thought.

"Given the current situation, Lachlan may not be able to return to Jamesdon."

Freya only looked at him and scoffed without agreeing or disagreeing with his words because Lachlan was definitely

not someone they could underestimate.

After a while, she continued, "Tell the people in Jamesdon to keep a close watch. We need to find Aidan Pearson's

son and his mother. The situation will only be favorable to us then. Right now, we only have Charlotte in our hands.

The most having her will do is restrain Charles and the others. It's far from what we want."

The man nodded. "I will give the instructions right away."

After he left, Freya finished her cigar and went upstairs.

Charlotte, who heard the footsteps, immediately sat up on the bed and cautiously looked at the door. Her entire

body was on high alert.

The door was soon opened, but this time, the person that came into sight was a glamorous and flamboyant woman.

Charlotte couldn't help thinking that she looked familiar.

Freya then walked in with a smile. "What's wrong? Don't recognize me anymore?"

"It's you!" Charlotte's eyes widened as she exclaimed. It's the woman who has been to Leanna's studio before!

Seeing her reaction, Freya purred, "I'm honored that you still remember me, Miss Woodley."

Charlotte couldn't help but step back, stuttering, "W-Who are you… You—"

"No need to be nervous, little lady. I won't do anything to you. I just want to remind you to behave and listen well if

you want to return home safely. This place is not like the Woodley Family Estate. The people here don't care if you

are a woman. If you get hurt, you'll have to bear it on your own."

Charlotte took a deep breath before carefully asking, "Are you… from the Woodley Family?"

"Not at all."

"Uncle Joseph said that the people from the Woodley Family want to use me to threaten my father, and you…"

Freya smiled. "Your uncle isn't entirely wrong, but…"

She stopped halfway through her sentence, leaving Charlotte eagerly asking, "But what?"

"It's nothing. It's better for you to remain clueless. As I thought, pretty girls can be cute when they are stupid."

"You—"

Before Charlotte could say anything else, Freya turned around and left Charlotte alone in the room.

The bedroom once again fell into silence.

…

By the time Zoe woke up, Leanna had already returned with suitcases full of gifts.

It was hard not to feel good about it.

As Zoe unwrapped the gifts, she asked, "By the way, Leanna, you didn't go to Siebenna this past half a month.

Where did you go instead?"

Leanna paused before answering, "Lachstein."

"Lachstein?" Zoe looked up and repeated.

Leanna nodded lightly. "My father… He got sick. We went there and stayed for a while."

"Your father? William?"

"Mhm."

Zoe couldn't help but get excited. "Did you finally meet each other? Come on, tell me what happened?"

Leanna sat next to her and slowly began, "When I saw him lying in the hospital bed, I wondered if my persistence all

these years had been wrong. I will regret never calling him my father if he never wakes up again."

"Is he… doing better now?"

"He is. There's no major issue now. He will be discharged in a while."

Zoe mumbled, "So, that's what happened."

No wonder Daniel had been so busy lately. It turned out it was because William was hospitalized.

Leanna knew what she was thinking, but she hesitated to say anything.

In Zoe's current condition, the woman would only get more upset if Leanna told her that Daniel had gone missing.

I'll tell her after she is discharged.

Both of the women, who were deep in their thoughts, didn't notice that the door to the ward had been opened, only

to be closed gently after a pause that lasted for a few seconds.

Leanna realized it was getting late and she stood up, offering, "What do you want to eat? I'll go whip something up."

Zoe mentioned some food, but Leanna refused them all. "The doctor said you can't eat spicy food right now."

Zoe then laid back on the bed and huffed, seemingly disinterested. "The joy of life lies in eating."

Hearing that put a smile on Leanna's face. After she took a few things, she asked again, "Do you need anything

else? I'll bring it for you."

"A few books, please. I'm so bored. I might as well enrich my inner world while I have the chance."