Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 447

Sylvia walked towards a quiet place on the left, where there was a small balcony. After being suffocated for so long, she wanted to breathe some fresh air and relax her nerves.

The night lights flickered outside, and the evening breeze blew gently.

"Charles, do you really not love me at all?" Sylvia had just walked to the balcony. Suddenly, an extremely sad voice came from a private box. The voice was somewhat familiar.

Sylvia was stunned.

There was only silence in the room.

"Why? Am I not good enough? Charles, I have always loved you and been waiting for you." The woman inside cried miserably.

Sylvia turned around, hid herself in the darkness, and looked at the light.

The window was not closed tightly, and with the light, she saw the elegant man, Charles, sitting on the sofa inside.

And in front of him.

A woman in white clothes with a pretty and demure face, her thin shoulders trembling, her face full of tears, looked at him pitifully.

The woman's back was slender, and her back seemed to be shaking. She looked weak and might fall down at any time.

She was none other than Zia.

Sylvia was so shocked that she couldn't even close her mouth.

What the hell is going on tonight?

She met Arthur with his pick up girl in the hall, and wanted to find a quiet place to relax and gain composure, but she bumped into Charles and Zia again.

She had no intention of listening to their conversation and was about to turn around and leave.

"Zia, I have told you a long time ago that we are not suitable for each other. You deserve a better man. Stop wasting your time on me and pursue your happiness. There will be nothing between us." After Charles was silent for a long time, he spoke gently, but his tone was devoid of emotion.

But before she could think clearly, suddenly, someone from outside kicked the door open.

"Charles, you bastard, if you dare to hurt my daughter, I will chop you to death."

Outside the door, a menacing fat woman rushed in fiercely with a shining knife in her hand.

Sylvia's face suddenly turned pale.

Isn't this woman the fat woman who poured swill on her last night?

It turns out that she is Zia’s biological mother.

Her heart jumped into her throat.

It seemed that she vaguely understood why Charles did not choose Zia.