I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 627

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Charlotte peeked out and lowered her voice further. "I've become increasingly aware that he's incredibly annoying. He's so cruel and talks disparagingly. How did you stand it when you were with him?"

Leanna raised her eyebrows, not expecting her to comment on Aidan like that. She smiled as she took out the plates. "Don't you fancy him?"

Charlotte came back to herself, realizing that only after that reminder. "Oh, yes. I did say I fancy him."

Leanna replied, "Alright, let's go out and sit. It's nearly time to eat." Despite the short amount of time she spent with Charlotte, Leanna found her amusing and cute.

Nevertheless, Charlotte probably didn't even realize that she didn't like Aidan at all. She didn't want to marry Lachlan, and Aidan had shown up when all her protests came to no avail. Aidan rivaled Lachlan in terms of family background, status, and appearance, and he was widely feared in Jamesdon. Moreover, Aidan had seemed like a bright ray of hope for her, so she had claimed to fancy him and tried to use him to escape the marriage. Lachlan saw that, too, so he sent her to Highside. Her presence in Highside and beside Aidan had made the Woodley Family anxious, fearful, and angry.

Charlotte sat beside Leanna during the meal and ate diligently, clearly hungry.

At that moment, Aidan asked, "What time are you going to the studio?"

Leanna answered, "After eating. When are you going to the company?"

"Around the same time. I'll bring you there."

Charlotte looked up at their conversation, her cheeks bulging as she asked softly, "Where are you two going? Can you take me along?"

He looked at her, sounding neutral. "No."

Seeing his gaze, she became anxious. "Didn't you tell me to go find a job? I am unfamiliar with the city and everyone here, so I don't know what to do."

"Didn't you see they were short of cashiers at the grocery market?"

Charlotte was speechless upon hearing that.

While Leanna suppressed a chuckle, she stated, "I'll take her to the studio. I do have vacancies."

Charlotte stuck her tongue out at Aidan before smiling widely at Leanna. "Thank you, Leanna. You are beautiful and kind, unlike some people who only look physically attractive."

Charlotte peeked out and lowered her voice further. "I've become increasingly aware that he's incredibly annoying. He's so cruel and talks disparagingly. How did you stand it when you were with him?"

After hearing that, he didn't know what to say to that.

Leanna got up to clear the table following the meal when Charlotte noticed his glare and put her cutlery down. "I'll do it. You are tired from preparing the meal, so I will be in charge of washing up."

As Charlotte spoke, she quickly took the plates and cutlery into the kitchen.

Leanna noticed her eagerness and recalled what Aidan had said before, so she allowed Charlotte to do it. The moment when Leanna sat on the couch, she heard the sound of plates breaking.

She was speechless and turned stiffly to look at him, who looked up slightly after sensing her gaze and uttered, "Let her compensate for it."

Then, she demurred, "No, I'm thinking about something else."

Aidan's voice was low. "Yes?"

"Do you think being useless in the kitchen is a matter of probability or genes?"

Aidan was at a loss for words upon hearing that.

Leanna pondered the matter carefully before concluding that it was unrelated to genetics, as Ms. Fletcher had never broken plates. However, she suddenly felt that it wasn't that simple; after all, she didn't know what Ms. Fletcher had been like in her youth. She sighed and got up, walking into the kitchen.

…

After clearing the ruined kitchen, she changed her clothes and prepared to leave. "You don't have to take me there. I'll walk with her there and familiarize myself with the environment here."

Aidan's lips moved briefly, but he didn't say anything. "Fine."

Meanwhile, Charlotte stood beside them, head lowered like she had done something wrong.

Seeing that, Leanna picked up her things and said to her, "Let's go."

After getting into the elevator, Charlotte finally informed her hesitatingly, "Sorry about the broken plates, Leanna. I'll buy a new set for you when I earn money."

Leanna replied, "It's okay. I'm used to it."

"Huh?"

Leanna smiled and stated, "Nothing. Next time be careful."

Charlotte clenched her fists to encourage herself. "It was an accident this time. I can do this!"

It took around half an hour to reach the studio. The afternoon sun was blinding, and the day was slightly hot. Charlotte followed closely behind Leanna as she gazed in amazement at everything she had never seen before.

Leanna noticed that and enquired, "Have you lived in Jamesdon since childhood?"

Charlotte nodded at once. "Our family is strange and refused to let us leave Jamesdon. I'd wanted to go on a vacation, but my dad wouldn't let me and even chastised me. I have no idea what they are thinking because the outside world is fine."

"Aren't you scared they would get angry because you secretly left Jamesdon?"

"Of course, but I am more scared of getting married to Lachlan."

Leanna asked instinctively, "Why?"

Charlotte frowned in response. "I haven't met him often, but I've been calling him 'uncle' since childhood. Making me marry him makes me extremely uncomfortable, and—" Her expression suddenly became mysterious. "He's terrifying. I heard them say that the wine in his cellar is all human blood. He usually eats human meat, and he eats it raw! If I marry him, what if I anger him and get eaten by him then?"

Leanna was dumbfounded. She had heard similar descriptions of Lachlan Woodley before going to Jamesdon. Nonetheless, she did not expect a member of the Woodley Family to believe the lies more

than she did. It wasn't surprising that Charlotte reacted so strongly at the ancestral hall, refusing to marry Lachlan despite being slapped in public and punished by her father for kneeling in the hall.

Then, Charlotte added, "I've feared him since I was a child, and whenever I see him, my legs tremble. Making me marry him is like giving him a bound juicy lamb ready for slaughter. Moreover, I don't like him either. I'm not going to marry him for whatever strange reasons they say, such as being the head of the Woodley Family."

Leanna smiled upon hearing that. "You're right."

Charlotte asked again, "Leanna, do you like Aidan?"

Leanna paused before murmuring, "I do."

"Then, I'm not going to compete with you. I'll find someone else to fancy." Charlotte looked around as she walked, muttering to herself, "Anyone but Lachlan Woodley."