He had only appeared days after that encounter.

He hesitated for days.

To Lochlan, her looks were more important than her soul.

Right. He’s from the Fraser family. If the woman by his side was disfigured, he would feel embarrassed.

Charlotte chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Tears streaked down her face, and it broke Joseph’s heart; he had been watching them from the side in silence.

His mind went blank for a split second. A wrath that seemed to have come from nowhere filled his chest, and he strode out of the living room toward Lochlan.

With a quick swing, his fist collided in the other man’s face. “Why are you shouting? How dare you shout at our house? Aren’t you a shameless man? Let me warn you now. If you dare to harass my sister again, I’ll hit you whenever we meet. Douchebags like you deserve nothing but violence!”

Lochlan had not been expecting the punch.

firefighter, and he was trained in

to his senses, he instantly

Although he was not as good as the latter in martial arts, he was still

in her sorrows, jumped

walked over to see the two men

suffer injuries, she shouted, “Joseph, stop it. Mr. Fraser, let

boiling with rage, and they did not

neighbors. Some passersby could not help but look into the Field

“Stop it! Stop fighting!”

familiar voice, Lochlan could not help but turn toward her. Right then, Joseph punched him and send

was wearing a pair of pink house slippers. Her hair was tied up to show her forehead. It exposed the disfigured half of her

scars. The Fields had never looked at her oddly, nor did they

her feel like they were

saw her scars in the past, her hair hid them partially. This was the first time he saw it in full

eyes instantly widened in disbelief at the sight

Charlotte’s once-beautiful face was now hideous. The scars were like oddly-shaped ants that crawled and settled themselves on her face; it was a sight

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