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

came back to his senses, he

was not a doormat; he was often around Lucas. Although he was not as good as the latter in martial arts,

her sorrows,

to see the

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

with rage,

the neighbors. Some passersby could not

“Stop it! Stop fighting!”

Lochlan could not help but turn toward her. Right then, Joseph

house slippers. Her hair was tied up to show her forehead.

the Field family, she never had to cover her scars. The Fields had never looked at her oddly, nor did they

her as usual. It made her feel like they were equals; she loved the

past, her hair hid them partially. This

instantly widened in disbelief at

other. 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 that

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