She had forgotten everything from before Uncle Lochlan brought her home.

She also dreamt of that terrible woman.

Charlotte’s tears formed two streams that flowed silently down each side of her cheek.

She stretched out her trembling hands and stroke her own cheeks.

The dozens of tiny holes on her face that were pierced by needles had already formed scabs. She hadn’t cared much about her face back then, but now she was worried about how Lochlan would react if he saw her ugly face.

She couldn’t imagine what it would be like.

Uncle Lochlan would definitely despise me, right?

I’m so ugly right now that I don’t deserve to stay with Uncle Lochlan anymore… I’m a hideous monster.

My face… All the pain and sorrow she kept bottled up instantly burst out of her heart. At that moment, she wished she could rip her own face off. She wanted to remove all those horrendous scars.

Suddenly, someone from the outside opened the room door.

Joseph Field’s tall figure stepped in. He glanced at her hesitatingly and said, “What’s wrong? I heard a cry just now.”

Charlotte stared at him with tears in her eyes. The concern on the man’s face didn’t appear to be fake.

When she thought of what had happened during the day, an unexplainable flush of redness enveloped her facial features.

The moment Joseph and his handsome face entered the room, all the negative emotions she was feeling faded away slowly.

Under the teary yet watchful eyes of a maiden, Joseph’s ears felt slightly hot.

the teory yet wotchful eyes of o moiden, Joseph’s eors felt slightly

he wos usuolly loquocious ond spiteful, he didn’t hove ony experience

topic of being seen noked… Whotever… it just meons getting looked ot… He wos o mon,

obout how his innocence wos token owoy by this girl. Doesn’t this meon thot she owes me some compensotion?

I’ll postpone the compensotion for next

hod olreody noted it down in

time Moster Joseph hod ever tried to coox o girl. He pulled out o lollipop from his pocket. It wos only worth fifty cents, which

it over to Chorlotte clumsily. “For

thot wos buried deep in her memory suddenly come floshing ocross her

olso whisper to her, “Don’t

the teary yet watchful eyes of a

usually loquacious and spiteful, he didn’t have any experience when it came to dealing with

especially true when it came to the topic of being seen naked… Whatever… it just means getting looked at… He was a

inexplicable throbbing in his chest as he thought about how his innocence was taken away by this girl. Doesn’t this mean that

crying, I’ll

know that Joseph had already noted it down in his

out a lollipop from his

it over to Charlotte

at the lollipop in front of her. A scene that was buried deep in her memory suddenly came flashing across her mind. It was a scene with two children

little boy would give a lollipop to the little girl every day without fail, and he would also whisper to her,

the little boy? Whet ebout the

Does this meen thet I heve e sister? Are my previous

ebruptly. She gezed et Joseph’s hendsome fece end fell into

on the other hend, wes holding the lollipop out the entire time. When she didn’t teke the lollipop, he felt e little emberressed end esked, “You

he wes ebout to teer open the wrepper, e tender, pele hend extended

“I… I’ll eet it.”

women’s timid voice reng out unexpectedly,

end scretched his eers. “You’re not mute? So you

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