Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 105 Suddenly Missed Nelson So Much

Chapter 105 Suddenly Missed Nelson So Much

Cecilia raised her cold and elegant eyebrows with a hint of sarcasm, "Can't stop gossiping even during meals, huh? Why don't you just stop eating and go back to the classroom to study for a while? Perhaps learning from books will teach you not to badmouth and gossip like a bunch of chatterboxes!"

Cecilia's reputation resounded throughout Srolanya High School. Though some might talk something bad about her behind her back, nobody dared to provoke her directly because they were well aware of the consequences they couldn't bear. Now that they noticed Cecilia getting angry, they all fell silent.

Eloise held back her infatuation and said, "Wow, I never realized Cecilia could be this impressive!"

Charlotte also felt touched in her heart. After spending these days together, she noticed that Cecilia was like a proud peacock with beautiful feathers, dignified and unattainable. But deep down, Cecilia was very soft in heart. When someone showed her kindness, she would return it tenfold.

Cecilia sat down, and held her chopsticks coldly, "These people have too much time on their hands."

Charlotte playfully squinted, "Oh come on, I'm not angry, so why are you?"

Cecilia lamented, "Things have come to this stage, and you're still smiling! It's because of your behavior that anyone can take advantage of you. Well, Charlotte, tell me, don't you feel angry when they talk about you like that!?"

"..." Charlotte fell silent for a moment with her long eyelashes drooping, "...But what's the use of getting angry?"

It had always been like this since she was young. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

People judged her based on her status as a illegitimate daughter and looked down on her. They believed the lies fabricated by Vivian, and found Charlotte disgusting and annoying. Charlotte had tried to explain, but no one believed her. In fifth grade, when Vivian falsely accused her of stealing a classmate's diamond bracelet, she realized that getting angry was futile. Only by finding evidence to prove her innocence could she silence those people.

Since then, she had lived by this principle she figured out herself.

Cecilia snorted, "Is that what I meant? I'm saying that you're angry, but you pretend like nothing's wrong. Are you treating me...treating Eloise, as friend or not?!"

Eloise was speechless in confusion. What did it have to do with her??

Charlotte was taken aback but then said, "Fine... I know I was wrong, okay? I am genuinely angry, but being angry won't solve anything...So, I plan to talk to Owen after school today."

"Owen?" Cecilia's eyes lit up as she thought of something, "Yeah! Why didn't I think of that before? Samantha may not listen to us, but we can start with Owen. If he knows how Samantha is scheming against him, he won't sit idly by for the sake of the property!"

Charlotte shook her head, "In situations like this, nobody will trust what the guy says."

The spark that had just ignited in Cecilia's eyes fizzled out with a puff, "Then why are you going to see Owen?"

Charlotte smiled faintly, "I want to ask him about the person in that photo." She ate a spoonful of muesli and gradually said, "Nicholas said the pictures weren't photoshopped, so they must be real. And since I haven't done anything like that, the only explanation is that someone found a person

who looks somewhat like me, especially with the mole on the neck, to frame me. If I can find this person, everything will become clear."

Eloise stared at her in astonishment, "Oh Char, I thought you were a weak girl, but it turns out that you're actually so capable..."

Even Cecilia was somewhat surprised.

Charlotte whispered, "I have no choice. I can't let people smear my name like this. I won't deny what I've done, but I won't let others falsely accuse me of things I haven't done."

...

As the classroom was crowded with people discussing the scandal, Charlotte decided to avoid it all and found a quiet place to read her book.

A gentle breeze blew, carrying the scent of flowers. Charlotte closed her eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

"Hey, didn't you say you had something to tell me yesterday?" Suddenly, a girl's voice rang out, "Why don't you spill it?"

"This is exclusive information." Another girl's voice sounded sharp and smug, "Don't you want to know the relationship between Andrew and that illegitimate daughter? I asked someone at the Seventh High School, and they said Charlotte is an ugly girl with delusions of grandeur. She desperately pursued Andrew. But come on, Andrew is way out of her league. However, Charlotte seems hell-bent on trying to marry up, so she kept pestering him, and he had no choice but to transfer to Srolanya High School."

"Oh my, she's so shameless!" Another girl scoffed, "Why is she so disgusting? She entangled a married man and tried to hook up with Mr. Clark... So, why is Mr. Clark so good to her anyway?"

"Mr. Clark is such a gentle guy, you know!" the sharp voice chimed in, "I heard that he got soft- hearted after that illegitimate daughter got into some trouble at the Seventh High School. He probably felt responsible for her... Otherwise, there's no way he'd genuinely be into her. If that's true, I'll livestream myself jumping into a river, I swear!"

"Yeah, that's right... I heard her mother meddled with Vivian's family. Isn't she half a year younger than Vivian?"

"Exactly," the sharp voice said, "Just think about it, it's so gross! When Vivian was five or six months in her mom's belly, Charlotte's mom was already... How shameless can they get? Even her mom is immodest, so perhaps she inherited it? It seems like neither the mother nor the daughter have any shame!"

"That's true..."

"..." Charlotte suddenly stood up, and her book fell to the ground.

She clenched her lips tightly as she bent down to pick up the book. When she looked up, the two girls had already left.

Charlotte looked down at the history book in her hands, and her voice choked, "...Mom."

The books taught her to be modest and open-minded, but it didn't teach her how to manage her emotions.

Charlotte squatted by the bench, and clutched the book tightly in her arms. Suddenly, all the grievances surged up within her, both present and those accumulated over time, and she was overwhelmed with sadness.

She suddenly...missed Nelson so much.

Charlotte couldn't suppress the sob in her throat, and tears welled up in her eyes. Maybe she was feeling especially vulnerable today. Before she regained her composure, she had taken out her battered, old phone, with no other merits except for its volume. She dialed the number that quietly lay in her contacts.

There was no name, but just a string of digits. It was saved by Nelson himself.