Charlotte's words were like dropping a giant boulder into an otherwise quiet pond.
All the people there were shocked.
Cecelia looked incredulously at Charlotte, her own daughter, a love that had humbled her to the bone. How could she even say such absurd things?
Rodney showed the most terrifying face ever, feeling that his entire family was humiliated by Charlotte. The daughter of the Heath family, actually for love, were now willing to share a husband with another woman. Wasn’t it simply the world's biggest joke?
Jacqueline was silent at this point instead.
For her, if Charlotte could officially marry into the Warner family, and Joyce could only be a shameless mistress, the shares of the Warner family should be well within Luther's control, and there was nothing to lose for her.
A snicker crossed Luther's thin lips as he stood up from the couch.
He took one step towards Charlotte, who was still on her knees at the moment, and he bent down.
The perfect handsome face was close at hand, and her heart could not help but get pounding. Every time she saw him, she just could not restrain her heart. She wanted him, and she wanted him so badly that she was going crazy!
Luther slowly moved closer to her ear, using a voice that only the two of them could hear, his voice cold as ice.
"You're willing to suffer all these, I'm not willing to let Joyce suffer even slightly."
She heard it clearly.
The composure Charlotte had been trying to maintain disintegrated in an instant. His cold and heartless words caused her to instantly sit on the ground, unable to support herself. Although she succeeded in exasperating Joyce, but now, the damage she herself received was far worse than Joyce.
Cecelia was upset and said, "Dad, don't be angry, Charlotte is quite sensitive because she's pregnant and her mood has been unstable lately. That's why she said such nonsense."
Charlotte knew that all her acting was purely for Joyce's eyes.
Now that Joyce was gone, her purpose had been served and she did not need to continue acting.
She wiped her tears and choked up, "I'm sorry, I take back what I just said. I was just not myself, and I was talking nonsense, so don't take it to heart. It's just that when I think of the baby in my belly, my heart hurts so much and my mind is all messed up. I really don't know what to do. I don't want the child in my belly to be born without a father."
After saying that, she hid her face and sobbed.
Jacqueline came up, helped Charlotte up from the floor, sat her on the sofa, soothed her and brought tissues to wipe Charlotte's tears, "You're carrying a baby, don't kneel on the floor. Don't cry, it's not good for the baby."
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