I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 690

Chapter 690 I’m Your Brother

Once Zoe went to sleep, Leanna went back to her home. Aidan was reading on the couch, and he didn't say anything to her as she came in.

Leanna was getting sleepy, and she went to the bedroom. "Have you showered?"

Aidan said coolly, "Yes."

She took her pajamas out of the closet. "It's late. Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Yeah," said Aidan coolly. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Then, Leanna paused and went to sit with him. "What's wrong?"

He flipped a page of his book. "It's alright. Go ahead and shower. Just leave me be."

Oh, what is it this time? Leanna huddled closer and noticed he was reading, but she had no idea what the book was about. "What are you reading?"

"Sutra."

Huh?

Before Leanna could say anything, Aidan said calmly, "I've been sleeping alone for three days. It's time I read some sutras to temper my mind."

She was amused and miffed, then she took the book away and put it aside. "You're not a kid anymore. Do you even need me to sleep with you?"

He looked at her. "Yes, or I can't sleep."

Leanna stood up and patted his head. Like soothing a child, she said, "Yeah, yeah. I'll get showered and sleep with you tonight." She was about to leave, but her wrist was grabbed and she fell into his embrace.

Aidan put his hand on her waist and slowly said, "How are you going to sleep with me?"

"Like how we used to."

"I don't think we're on the same page here."

Leanna gritted her teeth. "Can you stop with the sexual innuendos?"

Aidan smiled and leaned in closer for a kiss, then he picked her up.

"What are you doing? I need to get showered."

"We'll do it together."

"I thought you already showered."

"You're going to sleep with me, so I don't mind showering again."

Huh.

Two hours later, the couple lay in bed. Leanna's eyelids were weighing a ton and she yawned. "So how does working in the studio feel?"

"Feels nice leeching off you," said Aidan. "Expand it. I'll be in charge of finances."

Leanna couldn't even muster up enough strength to chide him. A while later, she said, "Still no news about Charlotte?"

"No news is good news." Aidan grunted.

"That's true."

He pulled her into his embrace. "You're sleepy, aren't you? Go to sleep."

She couldn't stay awake anymore, and she drifted to sleep.

…

Charlotte had been locked up for three days. Every day, they would give her her meals, then they would lock the door right after that. The whole building was crawling with their people, so she couldn't run away. The more time passed, the more she missed her home. She missed her father and great- grandfather.

If she had stayed in Jamesdon, she might have married Lachlan, but even that was better than being kidnapped. At least she would live her days happily. Even if she got on Lachlan's bad side, she could at least ask him to give her a feast before he killed her. I wouldn't have dragged my uncle and Miss Zoe into this… She lay on her bed and stared at the ceiling, seemingly uninterested in anything.

A long time later, night descended, and the moon hung high up in the air. Just then, the room next door lit up, and everything got rowdy.

Hearing the noise, Charlotte approached the window, then she noticed the fire coming from next door. Even the heat wave was making its way over to her. She noticed the people downstairs running around amidst the chaos. Nobody cared about her.

This is my chance. She quickly pulled her sheets off and turned them up into a knot. Just when she thought she could escape through the window, someone opened the door. The moment the man saw what she was doing, he knew she wanted to escape. "I told you no funny business, Miss Woodley."

He yanked her by the arm and dragged her downstairs, but Charlotte wouldn't work with him, so she bumped herself into a lot of stuff along the way, bruising her face and legs. She then got stuffed into a car. The men were going to take her somewhere else.

Charlotte kept banging on the car window, shouting, "Help! Help!" However, the fire was burning too brightly, and the noise outside drowned out her shouts for help.

The car left in a hurry, so Charlotte was flung around the backseat and she bumped her head. A while later, the car ran into a roadblock. The driver got out of the car to check it out, but he fell to the ground right away. The man who took Charlotte away frowned and held his gun, then he stepped out of the car. He crouched beside the driver and tried to see what was wrong, but the car suddenly roared.

He turned around, but it was already too late, for the car had left. He cursed, "Damn it! This is a trap!" He tried to go after the car, but he was faced with a few more guns.

Charlotte was flung around again, but she felt excited, thinking she was saved. "Did my father send you?"

"No."

"Oh, so you must be working for my uncle."

"Also no."

"So, you're… working for Aidan, then?"

The man turned around and looked at her. "I'm your brother."

Charlotte froze. "But I have no brother."

"Yeah, I was just kidding."

Huh? Charlotte got a bit cautious, and she retreated a little. For some reason, she had a feeling she just jumped into another dangerous situation. A while later, she whispered, "W-Where are you taking me?"

"Jamesdon."

"I'm not going with you! You're the bad guy!"

"And how do you know that?"

"My father said to never trust any Woodleys, and he told me to never go back to Jamesdon with them!"

"You went with your uncle, though."

"That's because he's my uncle, and he wasn't taking me back to Jamesdon. He was taking me somewhere safe."

The driver chuckled. "You'd trust your uncle over your own father, so why won't you trust me? I'm your brother."

"I have an uncle, but I don't have a brother. You're lying."

"I am not. You were just a wee baby when I left Jamesdon, but yeah, we're not real siblings. Your father found you on his travels and took you in, but he kept it a secret from you so that you wouldn't worry."

Charlotte's eyes went wide. "T-That's nonsense."

"It's true. I'll take you back to Jamesdon, and you can ask your father about it."