Chapter 650 Argument in the DIning Room
In fact, they almost never fought and he was never angry at her.
But no one understood that a person who never quarreled with her didn't necessarily mean that he loved her the most.
However, he was definitely the one who didn't care about her the most.
Because he didn't care, nothing mattered.
Since nothing mattered, regardless of what she said or did, it was not so important in his eyes.
In his heart, the most important thing was always that cheap actress!
That woman used to be his childhood sweetheart. She was someone he could only miss dearly, and someone he would never forget.
However, Charlotte couldn't even be anry at him.
Although she knew that there was someone else in her husband's heart, she was not even qualified to be jealous.
It was because it was impossible for a living person to compete with a dead person.
She didn't have anything to compete with.
Because she died so gloriously and beautifully, her silhouette was left in his heart forever.
It was like a lingering nightmare, entangling him and also herself.
What was she going to use to compete?
As she thought about this, the corner of Charlotte's eyes turned red.
She felt as if her heart was being tightly entangled, making it painful and sad.
Looking at the screen of the phone again, she began laughing at herself.
Look, this was her son!
After working so hard to give birth to him and raising him. Now, he was actually going against her, advising her to put herself in other's shoes and contemplate, as well as persuading her to be more open-minded!
"Ha! What an irony!"
In the meantime, Charlotte didn't know how long she had cried.
Until she heard the sound of footsteps from outside, followed by the servants' respectful voices that came from downstairs. "Sir, you're back?"
Immediately, she stopped crying, and went to the bathroom to wash her face, then went outside.
As soon as she reached the end of the stairway, she saw Buckly who had just returned.
When Buckley saw her, his expression softened. "I heard Winry came to the Flaucford? Where did you bring her to shop today?"
Although Winry was the niece of Charlotte from her mother's family, Buckley was very concerned about her as well.
With a faint expression, Charlotte replied, "We went shopping at the Revelation Square for a while."
In the meantime, Buckley did not notice the unhappy look on her face at all.
Upon hearing this, he smiled and said, "She is about to graduate from high school. Since it's her winter break and she came to have fun in Flaucford, you must take good care of her. I heard that in the future she wants to apply to the university in Flaucford. Maybe you can also help her look around. Aren't you the best at doing these things?"
In fact, Buckley had no other intention.
It was just a literal meaning. He was actually saying that Charlotte was very warmhearted and was willing to help her relatives' children to take care of these things.
But perhaps it was because, at the moment, Charlotte was feeling unhappy.
And those words sounded sarcastic.
Hence, she sneered. "What am I good at? Should I just help someone else's children every day to apply for university? I don't have my own job and I have nothing to do?"
Seeing her reaction, Buckley was stunned, and a little confused.
After a while, he said weakly, "I—I didn't say anything."
Unexpectedly, Charlotte didn't intend to let go of it so easily.
With a sneer, she continued. "Fine. I can tell that you are looking down on me, right? You think that my work is too easy and not important so I have to help others with their research? Your time is precious and mine is not? In short, you think that I'm inferior to the Blaine family, right?"
If it was just a moment ago, he would have thought that Charlotte was just teasing him casually.
As soon as he heard this, he immediately realized that this matter was not as simple as he thought.
Suddenly, he knitted his eyebrows and forgot about the fact that he was taking off his jacket at that moment, as he walked over and asked with concern, "What happened to you today? Who made you angry?"
Seeing that, Charlotte froze for a while, then gave a cold snort.
Without saying a word, she turned around and went to the dining room.
Since she didn't want to answer, Buckley couldn't do anything about it. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that he had done everything right today.
He hadn't provoked her, didn't make her angry.
So the fact that she was angry for no reason should have nothing to do with him, right?
With this thought in mind, he was slightly relieved and followed her to the dining room.
In the meantime, Marty and Roland weren't at home. As Nile's health had declined day by day in recent years, he hadn't lived in Flaucford for a long time. Instead, he had gone to the warm southern city to retire.
Therefore, the couple was the only one left at the dinner table at home.
Usually, the atmosphere between them could not be described as affectionate, but it could be regarded as harmonious.
However, it was also not an exaggeration to say that they respected each other as guests.
But at today's dining table, the atmosphere was obviously a little off.
As Charlotte remained discouraged, Buckley, who was usually humorous when he was eating, became silent all of a sudden.
The two of them ate in silence, and neither of them said a word.
The atmosphere was incredibly awkward.
The servants at home could sense the awkward atmosphere between them as they left quietly. They didn't dare to linger around in the dining room, because they were afraid that they might get into trouble too.
As a result, there were no servants in the dining room.
After taking only a few bites, Charlotte put down her fork and spoon.
Then, she wiped her hands with a napkin before getting up and walking out of the room.
Stunned, Buckley looked at the plate of unfinished food in front of her and frowned. "Where are you going?"
But Charlotte answered angrily, "It's none of your business."
However, Buckley's frown deepened.
This time, he did not remain silent, nor did he retreat.
Instead, he persuaded in a gentle voice. "No matter what happened, you should finish the meal, alright? You have a bad stomach. If you don't eat now, you will have a stomachache all night, which means that everyone will not be able to sleep."
It was never his intention to complain about Charlotte.
In fact, he was only trying to say that she should take good care of her body, so she wouldn't get stomachache and discomfort in the middle of the night. By then the doctors and servants at home would have to take care of her, which would be very troublesome.
But in Charlotte's ears, she felt he was despising her.
At that moment, Charlotte's anger, which she had been suppressing, burst out all of a sudden.
Turning around, she stared at Buckley, and said fiercely, "What's wrong with your stomachache? Did my stomachache bother you so much that you have to talk about it here? If you don't like it, or you're not used to it, then why don't you stay outside instead? I don't care about you! Nobody asks you to sleep here."
For no reason, she vented her anger on Buckley, which made him completely confused.
This also made him realize that Charlotte was really different today.
After he thought about it, he felt that it was better not to argue with her at this time.
So they could prevent any debate or the worsening of the argument.
In the end, if it was out of control, there was no need at all.
They were all at the age of dozens of years old, and their children were already married. The quarrels would only affect their relationship.
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