Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 84 Feeding Her

Chapter 84 Feeding Her

Charlotte blushed immediately and hurriedly got out of Nelson's arms.

Nelson felt it was funny and said, "I won't eat you, will I?"

Charlotte didn't dare to speak. She still remembered Nelson's terrible face before she fainted.

Nelson asked, "Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Charlotte touched her forehead and shook her head. She replied, "Actually, it's not a big deal. I'll be better just after taking some medicine."

"Are you used to it?" Nelson asked without emotion.

Charlotte nodded and said, "Yes." She had been in poor health since she was a child and had been ill many times, so she was indeed used to it.

But Charlotte's answer annoyed the moody Nelson. Charlotte clearly saw his face darken, and a terrifying hint of sternness appeared on his handsome face.

Charlotte avoided Nelson in fear. Without saying anything, Nelson turned over, got out of bed, and went out.

Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief and then realized that she had actually slept on Nelson's bed. This big black bed made Charlotte think of its owner when she looked at it, making her shudder. She hurriedly got out of bed and rolled into her bunk.

Nelson saw this scene when he came in, frowning slightly. He asked, "What are you doing?"

Charlotte grabbed the edge of the quilt with both hands, covered her chin, and looked at Nelson timidly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Clark. I slept in your bed last night. I'll wash your sheets later..."

Nelson didn't speak and just frowned.

Charlotte quickly crawled out of the quilt and said in a quavering tone, "I... I'm washing it right away..."

She just crawled two steps, and then her waist was hugged. Nelson picked her up with one hand and put her on the bed. He said, "Just lie in bed. If you catch a cold again, I won't have time to take care of you."

There was a very light smell of woody amber on the quilt. Probably because Charlotte had slept on the bed, it was also mixed with a little orange blossom shower gel. The smell was unexpectedly good.

Charlotte buried her head in the quilt so deep that only her eyes were left outside. She looked at Nelson intently and asked in a low voice, "Did you take care of me last night?"

Nelson said with a faint smile, "No, you're amazing. You took care of yourself."

Charlotte was speechless and said, "Thank you."

"If you want to thank me, don't always make me angry." Nelson suddenly got close to Charlotte, pinched her chin, and leaned over to look at her. This posture was particularly oppressive, making Charlotte so nervous with eyes widened.

Nelson said in a husky voice happily, "You know what? If you were someone else, you would have become a corpse and been dragged out last night."

Charlotte recalled the screams and large bloodstains in the yard, and her eyelashes trembled.

Nelson warned, "So, you'd better not challenge my tolerance for you, okay?"

Charlotte moved her lips and finally plucked up the courage to say, "I ignored you yesterday because I felt dizzy out of the wind and my throat was too hoarse to speak. Later, I fainted, not because I was afraid of you...but because I was afraid of," she puffed out her cheeks, "blood."

Nelson raised his eyebrows and asked, "Afraid of blood?"

Charlotte looked away and didn't dare to look directly into Nelson's eyes. She replied in a very low voice, "Yes, but I don't have a blood phobia. It's just I'll be afraid when I see a huge pool of blood."

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Charlotte could have said perfunctorily that it was inborn, but she inexplicably didn't want to do it. She whispered, "Because when my mother died, her blood flowed all over the floor. Since then, I have been very afraid of a huge pool of blood."

Nelson knew the cause of Madelyn's death.

Although it was said that Madelyn died of illness, the information Waylon found showed that she committed suicide by cutting her wrist.

When Nelson saw the information also showed that Charlotte had witnessed the whole process of her mother's death, he had a disapproving look. After all, he had seen things dozens of times worse than this. But at this moment, he suffered the heartache.

As long as Nelson thought of young Charlotte watching her mother's death alone, he felt irritable inexplicably.

"She is not a good mother." Nelson said lightly, "Otherwise, she won't let you see the scene and won't commit suicide."

Charlotte shook her head tenderly and said, "My mother had a terminal illness, and it couldn't be cured anyway. She was just suffering when she lived, but for me, she persisted to live for so many years. I don't resent her because I know she loves me."

The reason why Madelyn chose to commit suicide was that she indeed couldn't hold on anymore. She was a very gentle person and would not abandon her father and daughter selfishly. If it weren't for helplessness, she wouldn't have chosen to leave.

Nelson was dissatisfied and retorted, "But you are afraid of blood now."

Charlotte said, "In fact, it's not very serious. It's just that I wasn't clear-headed at that time and fainted mostly because I was blown by the wind."

Nelson remembered Charlotte's pitiful appearance when she squatted outside the yard. He was helpless and angry, but couldn't find an outlet for anger, so he had to warn Charlotte, "If you dare to give yourself a cold wind next time, I will break your leg."

Charlotte said innocently, "But Mr. Colton told me not to enter the yard."

Nelson said coldly, "Then break his leg."

Just as Waylon entered the room with a tray, he heard such ruthless words. He thought, "What did I do wrong?"

Waylon coughed and said, "Mr. Clark, the hot chicken soup is ready."

"I see." Nelson took the hot chicken soup over and looked at the thick soup. Then he said to Charlotte, "Get up and have something to eat."

Charlotte said okay and hurriedly got up to prepare to eat obediently, but Nelson slowly took a spoonful of soup to her mouth and said, "Open your mouth."

Charlotte didn't speak.

Waylon was speechless and his jaw dropped.

He thought, "I must see it wrong! Otherwise, how could I see Mr. Clark feeding someone? When his younger brother was two or three years old, he simply put the entire boiled egg in his younger brother's bowl and let him bite it himself!"

Charlotte was also surprised and refused. "Mr. Clark, I'll just do it myself."

Nelson squinted and asked with a faint smile, "Why? Don't you want me to feed you?"

Charlotte immediately said, "Yes, I do. But it's not appropriate for you to do this kind of thing..."

"I think it's appropriate." Nelson was so interested in feeding Charlotte and continued, "Open your mouth."

Charlotte had no choice but to open her mouth and swallow the soup on the spoon.