Chapter 720

Although she didn’t know why Ricky went after Joyce that day and why

he confronted Luther and the police.

Ricky did not tell her about this plan beforehand, so it must have been

an unplanned contingency.

However, these were not important.

The most important part was, Ricky was dead! And the dead would not

talk!!!

Joyce was also dead, haha! It was simply great! Once Joyce died, no

one could ever know that she was actually the real Miss Heath!

They were all dead.

Wouldn't that save her a lot of trouble?

She spent ten days in the ICU and came out with such a change! God

was indeed helping her.

The corners of her lips raised in a smug smile. She had to think of a

way to wrap the whole thing up.

As she was thinking, the door of the ward was gently pushed open.

Cecelia came in silently, carrying a thermos box with nutritious porridge

in her hand.

When she saw that Charlotte had woken up and was sitting against the

back of the bed, she hurried forward and drew out a pillow and put it on

Charlotte's back.

“You're finally awake. I was worried sick.”

You were in a coma for ten days, and every time I went to see you, you

were sleeping.”

Cecelia choked.

"Mom ..." Charlotte's voice was hoarse when she spoke. She hadn't

spoken in days.

"Mom, I'm sorry ..."

"Hey, don't say anything. You must get well first.”

“At last, you are still here with Mom."

Cecelia held Charlotte's hands with a tired look.

It was such a big scandal for the Heath family that their daughter slept

with her bodyguard and their video was shown in front of everyone on

the day of her engagement.

Everyone simply knew it now.

Never before in the history of the Heath family had there been such a

disgrace.

When Ralph found out, he was so angry that he smashed the entire

office to pieces on the spot.

But what could she do?

Ultimately, she was her own daughter, the flesh that fell off her own

body.

The child had been lost for twenty years and was found with great

difficulty.

As a mother, how could she bear to blame her when she had not been

a good mother herself for these twenty years.

"Here, have some porridge first.”

“These days, you are in the ICU taking IV fluids and have not eaten

anything.”

Cecelia sighed, picked up the thermos she brought, poured the

porridge to a bowl and handed it to Charlotte, "It's still hot. Hurry up and

drink it.”

“You've lost too much blood, and you will need more nutrition.”

"Good."

Charlotte was really hungry, since she hadn't eaten for too long.

Taking the porridge from Cecelia's hand, she took small bites of it.

It tasted just right.

It felt so good to have a mom.

She was very dependent on Cecelia.

It was Cecelia who taught her what a family felt like, and she truly

considered Cecelia as her mother.

She would definitely be good to Cecelia in the future.

Soon, she drank the entire bowl of porridge and felt much better in her

stomach.

She then put down the bowl.

"Mom."

She suddenly took Cecelia’s hand in return, "Mom, I was wrong.”

“I'm sorry."

"Oooh."

She broke down and cried.

At first, she was just sobbing, but gradually she cried louder and louder,

and finally, she fell into Cecelia's arms and bawled.

"Mom, I really want this baby.”

“This is Luther's baby, and it's gone.”

“Oooh ... mom, my baby is no more ..."

She cried with all real emotions.

Naturally, the rims of Cecelia’s eyes were red as well.