CHAPTER 2099
She, Charlotte, was his daughter, and his only daughter at that. He would protect her no matter what!
Charlotte curled her lips into a smirk and repeated gleefully, “I said that you’re an even bigger monster
than I am, Quentin.”
Her triumphant smirk was nothing but a threat to Quentin.
Quentin narrowed his eyes, lunged forward, and wrapped his hand around her throat, lifting her from
the ground by her neck. “Charlotte, there’s plenty of things that I choose to let go of simply because I
know your mother never taught you any better when you were young, but some things aren’t supposed
to be said.”
He stared at Charlotte with a gaze so cold there was not even a hint of emotion a father was supposed
to have toward his child in it. “Do you understand?”
“Ack!” Charlotte coughed. “I… I understand…” Her entire face had turned scarlet from the lack of
oxygen, looking as though she would die at any moment. She struggled against his grip and begged for
his mercy, “I… I’m sorry, Quen-no…Father… I’m sorry…”
The murderous look in Quentin’s eyes dissipated as soon as he heard this.
He narrowed his eyes and shot Charlotte another glare before finally placing her down on the ground.
“There are some things that I don’t mind you saying at all, but if you choose to be this rude again, I’ll
show you how cruel I can be; it’ll be as though I never even had a daughter.” Then, he turned and left.
Charlotte slumped against her bed, gasping for air. A split second later, just as Quentin was about to
disappear from view, she finally could not stop herself from asking, “Sirius, you told me that you never
liked my mother at all and that sleeping with her had been entirely an accident, but if that was the case,
why did you force her to go through with the pregnancy?”
Charlotte knew that she was an unwanted child; her parents had already been separated even before
she was born.
After giving birth to her, Charlotte’s mother had spent most of her time crying in front of the grave of a
man named Sirius, and Charlotte had grown up thinking that she did not have a father, that he was
dead.
After a few years, her mother passed away, and she was given to her uncle to raise. However, he did
not want to take this child in at all, so he sent her away to an orphanage. Charlotte hated her father
more than she did her mother. If it were not for him, her mother would not have gone through with the
pregnancy, and she would not have been brought into this world to suffer.
Quentin froze in his steps when he heard this.
A split second later, he curled his lips into a smirk and replied, “The reason I told her to go through with
the pregnancy was that I had already planned to kill myself, but things didn’t go as I thought they
would…”
He turned around and shot Charlotte a cold glance. “If I had known you’d grow up to be like this, I’d
rather you never been born at all.” Then, he turned and strode away. Charlotte remained motionless
and clenched her fists in anger.
Central Hospital. Bonnie, who had freshened up and changed into a sensible outfit, knocked on This belongs to : ©.
Rosalyn’s door tentatively
To her surprise, there was another person in the room besides Rosalyn and Charles; Jim.
At this moment, the three of them appeared to be engaged in a cheerful conversation with smiles on
their faces.
The smiles on Rosalyn and Charles’ faces grew even wider as soon as they caught sight of Bonnie.
Jim, on the other hand, scowled and shot Bonnie an icy look. “What are you doing here?”