Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

On this side, York Charlie had just arranged a series of things, and the thing that immediately came to his mind was to call Blanche Capra.

Things had gotten so big that she, who was resting at home, would surely have seen the news and wouldn’t be ignorant of the information on the TV station.

He had to go and calm the other party’s emotions, so that she would not be shocked in pregnancy and cause unexpected situations to arise.

However, the phone call was delayed, only to hear a loud mechanical tone coming from the other end of the phone, “Hello, the number you have dialed cannot be connected at the moment.”

His right eyelid jumped twice in an untimely manner, a feeling that made him extremely unhappy.

A few moments later he called home again, and it was the house maid who answered the phone.

“Is ma’am home?” After picking up the phone, these were the first words he asked.

“Mistress is not at home, Mistress just answered a phone call and left the house in a hurry.” The maid replied respectfully.

“Is there anyone with Mrs.?” York Charlie’s temples ached.

“It seems … like there isn’t.” The maid also replied uncertainly.

Upon hearing this, York Charlie anxiously hung up the phone, and his right eyelid, which had just jumped by chance, now jumped violently one after the other.

As if it was signaling that something serious was about to happen.

“Blanche Capra, nothing can happen to you, I will never allow it.” He said the words with hatred in his heart, turned his head and grabbed his car keys and rushed towards the parking lot under the office building.

There were no more than two places that Blanche Capra could go nowadays, and with what he knew about her, he figured that the other party would be the first to go to the hospital to visit the ailing Francesca Jones when she found out about the flurry of events.

Therefore, he ran through countless red lights along the way, received a large number of road pedestrians abuse before wildly racing to the city center hospital.

But the scene at the hospital was one she would never forget.

His favorite pillow, a white dress rolled down the stairs, the ground stained with a large swath of bright red blood, is from her legs flow out.

At once, his eyes were covered with scarlet blood color, his hands were clenched into fists, and his veins rippled.

With an arrow step, he rushed to the person’s side, picked her up and shouted out in the surrounding area, “Doctor! Where’s the doctor!”

“Blanche, Blanche how are you? Where are you not feeling well? Speak to me quickly.” He was desperate and didn’t know what to do.

Blanche Capra tried to open her mouth to say something, made a mouth shape but couldn’t get half a syllable out of it because of the pain.

But York Charlie just read what she was going to say; she was trying to ask how their baby was doing.

Even as a man of steel, his eyes were lightly moist at this time.

Resentment for his wife, who had suffered an innocent fate, and grief for the child he hadn’t even had a chance to see in the world.

Doctors and nurses were soon in place to wheel his wife into surgery.

I didn’t realize that it was ridiculous or pathetic that he had to hover in front of the operating room twice in two days.

This time the wait was nowhere near as long as the wait yesterday, except for the bad news he had to swallow hard and with blood.

“Your wife’s condition has stabilized for the time being, except that the fetus has been aborted, and attention needs to be paid to the patient’s condition after the surgery.” The doctor spoke routinely.

York Charlie’s face grimly responded with a “hmm”, he had taken this revenge.

One day, he would get it back from Moren Howard, but for now, it was his wife’s condition that was the priority.

Blanche Capra was wheeled into the VIP room with a weak, bloodless face.

He went into the room and stayed with her for a while in silence, then went to Francesca Jones’ room.

He was going to find out what was going on, he was going to find out what was going on and he was going to avenge his wife and son.

Just before he could walk into Francesca Jones’ hospital room, he heard a loud noise with the crackle of something being dropped at the door.

Just by hearing the sounds, he could imagine that the situation inside was definitely not simple.

However, he still pushed the door in with an expressionless face, and as expected, the inside was in a state of disarray, and the floor was a mess.

Francesca Jones was dressed in wrinkled clothes, and he sat down on the ground in a disheveled state, which could be seen that he had been stimulated by the news of his “disability”.

After all, it was a bit difficult for a normal person to accept that his right leg would never walk again.

At the sound of his entrance, all eyes in the room focused on him.

Francesca Jones was the first to speak, but her words were full of acrimony, “York Charlie, you came to see me laugh? And now you see? I’m no longer in a position to steal Blanche from you, are you satisfied?”

York Charlie smiled coldly, “Your jokes are not worth my time yet.”

He had never been one to make a point of seeing other people’s jokes, and this kind of villainous behavior was extremely disdainful to him.

“Then what are you doing here? Nothing out the door and to the left no farewell.” Francesca Jones’ expulsion was obvious between her words, he really didn’t want the other party to see such a miserable scene of himself.

“Did Blanche just come to see you?” York Charlie ignored the meaning between the man’s words and just inquired in a cold voice.

This time it was Francesca Jones’ turn to be puzzled, “She did just come to me, what’s the point of you asking? She was just visiting me out of concern for a common friend, are you going to get jealous with an invalid, President Charlie?”

“Francesca Jones, don’t think I’m going to put up with you just because you’re missing a right leg.” York Charlie didn’t give a damn when he spoke, “Blanche she, something happened, right after visiting you.”

With that one sentence he turned and left, not a shred of useful information could be gained by staying here any longer.

“What do you mean? What do you mean? You come back and you tell me clearly.” Francesca Jones was in a hurry, he eagerly pursued the question, and even wanted to stand up and chase out.

However nowadays how could he have this ability to stand up as a normal person, he could only be helped to stand up by the caregivers around him.

But the news brought by York Charlie did help to sober him up, at least to the extent that he stopped making a fuss and refused to cooperate with basic care and treatment.

Immediately afterward, he also began to investigate the recent events, and one of the most important things he wanted to know was what had happened to Blanche Capra.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Only, even if he thought about it, he didn’t realize that Blanche Capra had suffered a miscarriage, and that she had suffered it in a hospital, which was supposed to be the safest place to have a miscarriage.

“How could this happen? Who the hell is it that has repeatedly struck out at us.” It was at this point that his sanity finally came back to him, and he realized that this chain of events was not a simple one, and that he needed to take early precautions.

However, he looked down at his right leg, which was shaped like trash, and the sadness within his heart once again spread without bounds.

What could he do to help Blanche Capra with such a piece of junk? She had the powerful and godlike York Charlie by her side, so how could she need him?

At this time, he suddenly remembered that Ilya who once loved him to the core.

He was in such a big situation, and his affairs had been all over the city, but that woman never showed up at the hospital to see him from the beginning to the end.

But it was also his own doing, no one else to blame.

“Ilya, if you meet someone who treats you well, marry him. I’m already a wreck now, I can’t give you a future, much less a future for my children.”

His emotions were extremely frustrated, in more than twenty years of his life, he had never once been as frustrated as he was today.

Therefore, he just passively accepted treatment day after day as if he was a walking corpse, just like a living dead person.