Chapter 37: Come to My Villa Tomorrow Night
Charlotte looked really upset.
Ethan had won. He was despicable and shameless.
Charlotte closed her eyes, then opened them again, speaking softly, "Please don't be mad. I'm apologizing on Maria's behalf."
Ethan sat down on the sofa and reached out his hand to Charlotte.
Charlotte's hand was stained with Ethan's blood. She slowly lifted her hand and placed it in Ethan's.
Maria, with blood and tears in her mouth, struggled desperately.
Maria shouted, "Charlotte, you can't be with him! How am I supposed to explain this to your dad?"
There were footsteps outside the door, and a few uniformed officers walked in. Maria froze for a moment, then screamed hysterically, "I hurt Ethan! Arrest me! Take me away! I'll go to jail! Just don't touch Charlotte. Ethan, please, let her go!"
Maria knelt on the ground, holding her head.
She hated herself for being useless, for being impulsive, and for letting Ethan provoke her, dragging Charlotte into this mess.
The scene caught the police off guard.
They looked at Ethan. "Mr. Cooper, what's going on here?"
Ethan gently held Charlotte's hand and pulled her to sit beside him. She was trembling all over.
He was a bit annoyed. Was she really that scared of him?
But since Charlotte agreed, he had to help her. Ethan pressed a tissue to his abdomen and said nonchalantly, "It was chaotic just now. I might have accidentally hurt myself. But our company has surveillance cameras. Although they malfunctioned, they'll be fixed in a couple of days, and I'll provide the complete footage then."
The police got the hint: it was a lovers' quarrel.
They asked a few casual questions and quickly left.
Charlotte was still shaking. She knew Maria was only temporarily safe. With the surveillance footage in Ethan's hands, he could accuse Maria anytime.
The large office was eerily quiet.
Ethan's face was grim. He turned his head and instructed Gemma to prepare the car, then gently pinched Charlotte's chin. "Come to my villa tomorrow night, okay?"
Charlotte's eyes were blank.
Ethan smirked, "You can play the piano for me then."
Charlotte didn't respond, but Ethan didn't care. As long as she was by his side, that was enough. He believed that with time, she would go back to being the obedient girl she used to be.
She should forget about that inappropriate relationship with Frederick.
Ethan was seriously injured, and a group of people hurriedly escorted him away. Charlotte helped Maria home.
Maria was still in a daze. Charlotte said softly, "Maria, go take a bath. I'll make some food."
As soon as she finished speaking, her arm was grabbed forcefully.
Maria's voice was stern. "Charlotte, you can't see him!"
Charlotte lowered her eyes.
If she didn't go, what was she supposed to do? Just watch her dad suffer and see Maria end up in jail?
Charlotte had no way out.
Charlotte didn't plan to tell Maria. She intended to solve everything, send them away, and then personally deal with the issues between her and Ethan.
Charlotte thought, 'Ethan, you've pushed me to this extent!'
Charlotte lied to Maria, saying she would talk to Michael to find a solution, or see if Lily had any ideas. With her assurance, Maria was slightly relieved.
At a hospital in Syeattel, Ethan had his wound treated and was admitted to a room. He changed into loose hospital clothes, with several layers of white gauze wrapped around his waist.
Even so, he was still discussing business with Gemma.
Chloe came to see him. Her eyes were red. "Ethan, who hurt you?"
Ethan couldn't say he had orchestrated his own injury, and he definitely didn't want Chloe to know it was related to Charlotte. He made up an excuse, and sure enough, Chloe believed him and felt even more concerned for him.
Her worry was genuine, but as Ethan looked at her, he thought of Charlotte.
In the past, Charlotte had loved him passionately, too. But today, even though he was seriously injured, she didn't show any concern or shed a single tear for him.
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