Chapter 239

The live broadcast had ended.

Charlotte was still sitting rigidly, her mind blank, holding the remote

control in her hands, and forgetting to put it down.

Cecelia stood behind Charlotte and watched the scene with a frown.

She sighed gently, and looked at Charlotte worriedly. She could not

imagine her poor daughter, after more than 20 years away from home,

would now suffer so much in love. She felt bad for her.

She patted Charlotte's shoulder and didn't know what to say to comfort

her.

Because Cecelia had been standing behind Charlotte, so she could not

see Charlotte's eyes were burning with a blaze of anger, her eyes

scarlet, as if she wanted to burn everything around them with her eyes.

If Cecelia was not present, Charlotte would have smashed the remote

control in her hand.

She used every means to push Joyce to the edge, and all she got in

return was a blatant show of affection from Luther?

She tightly squeezed the remote control in her hand, shaking with

anger, and even her arms could not stop trembling.

She tried her best to hold back, but she couldn't hold back any longer.

Cecelia finally noticed the abnormality in Charlotte's demeanor and

hurriedly sat down next to her, trying to pull the remote control out of

her hand, but found that she couldn't take it from her grip.

Cecelia took Charlotte into her arms, firmly pressed her trembling arms,

and sighed long and hard, "Charlotte, things in this world can't be

perfect. All these years Mom has learned to let go. Sometimes you just

cannot force it."

"No, it won't. He said he'd marry me. He will keep his promise."

Charlotte shook her head desperately and looked at Cecelia with pity,

"By the way, Aunt Warner came by yesterday and she asked me to

pass on the message to you. I hope you and grandpa will come out to

talk to Luther.”

Cecelia froze, "Jacqueline? She wants us to go out and find Luther?"

Wouldn't that be the same as asking the Heath family to step in and

force a marriage?

"Yes, you can call Aunt Warner if you don't believe me, that's what she

really said." Charlotte nodded her head repeatedly, her expression full

of expectation. She didn't want to push Luther either, but there was no

time to wait.

“It's not that I don't believe you." Cecelia was really in trouble, “This is

not a good idea, right?" There was nothing else she could ask for now

that she had got her lost daughter back. Rodney might agree to force a

marriage, but she couldn't agree to this.

After thinking about it, she continued to persuade, "Charlotte, don't

worry about it. You just give birth to the child, and the Heath family will

naturally raise the baby. No one dares to say anything, mom will not let

you suffer. When you are a little older, you will understand that a forced

marriage would never be a happy one. I saw the live broadcast just

now, and as I expected, Luther and Joyce are in love. Whether they

used to be real or not, but at least now they love each other. If you

insist, the only one who will be hurt in the future is yourself."

“I love him, Mom, I love him!" Charlotte saw that Cecelia refused to

come forward and inevitably panicked, "No, I absolutely cannot accept

that!"

"If she doesn't go, I'll go!"

In the living room, a stentorian voice rang out.

Rodney came into the living room, his eyes rounded with anger, "Brat,

how dare he make a fool of my granddaughter. I'l tie him up and get

him married! Humph!"