Chapter 280 The Wife's Choice
Charles Martin had finally pried the truth from Martin, but there was no joy in his victory.
"IsWas it really him?"
He couldn't believe he had allowed such a dangerous man to remain close to Patricia and their two children.
His carelessness had almost cost the lives of his own children.
In the heat of the moment, Frank blurted out everything,. "Yes, it was him. He confessed to me. He wanted to be with Patricia, but he couldn't stand Fannie and Charles. The 'accident' Fannie had... that was his doing."
Martin grabbed Frank by the collar, furious,. "Knowing all this, why didn't you expose him sooner? If you had, Charles wouldn't have gotten hurt."
Frank, limp as a rag doll in Martin's grasp, sadly respondedsaid, "My grandmothernana is in his hands now. He's brutal, merciless. If he finds out I've betrayed him, he'll definitely harm her."
The thought of losing the only family he had left in the world was overwhelming. It felt like his heart was being crushed.
With their suspicions confirmed, Martin and Alan exchanged a glance.
"So, you've been watching over Patricia since you arrived in Ivara City?"
At this point, Frank saw no reason to continue to hide anything. He nodded, ready to come clean withtell the truth about everything he knew.
"The Miller Group hadsuffered a sudden betrayal; he had, forcing him to go backreturn temporarily. But he was afraid of you and Patricia rekindling your past, so he planted me to watch and instructed, instructing me to sabotage your relationship at all costs."
This revelation made Martin's forehead throb with anger. His handsome face turned pale and then flushed with a murderous rage.
'Oh, Hunter, what a plan you've hatched.
His Your cunning rauns so deep.'
"I initially thought he genuinely cared for Patricia and Fannie, never suspecting he cwould harm the children. And he," Frank said. "He played the good guy so well, winning Patricia and Charles' sympathy, and fooling herPatricia into thinking he was a decent man.".
"After I learned about Fannie's incident, I went to confrontconfronted him."
Reminded of the altercation in the corridor, Frank pounded his forehead in frustration.
"It's my fault,; I'm worthless, I'm and a coward. He threatened me with my grnandma, and I... I was afraidfeared something might happen to her, so I never haddidn't have the guts to tell Patricia the truth. AndNow, because of my hesitation, I ended up causing Charles's deaththat, Charles is d-dead..."
A grown manAs Frank sobbed at that moment, suddenly reduced to the vulnerability of a child.
, Martin's grip on the man'shis collar abruptly loosened.
Like a rag doll, Frank collapsed to the floor. like a rag doll.
"Fannie and Charles are now gone, and ," he continued, "I can't endanger Patricia's unborn baby too. If he couldn't even tolerate Fannie and Charles, how could he possibly accept the child Patricia's carrying..."fetus?"
A flicker of doubt ignited in Martin's mind.
" 'Why can't heHunter stand the thought of Patricia's child?"
Wa Isn't the baby his?'
Why couldn't he bear the thought of his own flesh and blood?
This question had barely surfaced when aA loud noise from upstairs jolted him out of his thoughts.
Charles stood at the railing on the second floor, gazing down at Frank in shock,. hHis small body quivering, quivered, and his eyes were rimmed red. TheHis teacup he heldlay shattered on the floor below.
The sound they had heard was the cup's demise.
Frank was stunned, staring in disbelief.
"Charles... How... How are you herealive?"
With A teardrop fell with each step Charles took down the stairs, a teardrop fell, and by the time he reached Frank, his face was streaked with tears.
"GodfatherUncle Frank, is... is it true? Did Uncle Ji... I mean, Hunter doesdo this to Fannie?"
Noticing the slip of the tongue, he swiftly corrected himself.
Frank turned to look at Martin.
Martin eased himself onto the couch, and crossed his legs nonchalantly, the very picture of composure as if the earlier outburst had been someone else's, not his.
In that moment, heFrank realized he'd been played.
The whole thing, starting Starting with Charles's disappearance, the whole thing had been a setup to lure him in.
Even though he knew he'd been conned, he didn't blame Martin. On the contrary, he felt an odd sense of relief.
"Yes, Hunter is behind all of this! ," he said. "He admitted itconfessed to me, right after you all got back from Phuket Island. when I confronted him in the hallway the day you guys returned."
The cruel truth was confirmed once again, and Charles couldn't cope with the blow.
brutal reality. He grabbed Frank's shoulders frantically.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?!" he said, his voice a mixture of anger and disbelief.
"Why? Why didn't you tell me sooner? "Why did you help him hurt us? Aren't Fannie and I like your own children? Why would you side with him against us? If you'd just exposed him earlier, Fannie would still be alive., and I wouldn't have lost my sister."
Frank felt a pang of heartache and reached out to embrace him. In hisIn Frank's memory, Charles had always been smart, strong, and fearless—he hadn't seen him cry since he was a toddler. Yet now, Charles's tears flowed with heartbreaking sorrow. Frank felt a pang of heartache and reached out to embrace him.
But before Frank's hand could comfort him, Charles slapped ithis hand away violently. "Don't touch me!. You're to blame for Fannie's death. From now on, you are no godfather to me..."
Ashamed, Frank hung his head and wept alongside Charles.murmured between sobs, "I'm so sorry... I'm so very sorry," he murmured between sobs.
"I hate you, I hate you so much..."
The sudden revelation and betrayal were too much for Charles, his emotions overwhelming him as he ran outside.
"Take care of things here!"," Martin said in a rush, darting after Charles.
The bitter cold cut through the air like razors against the skin, but Charles felt no physical pain—his heartache dwarfed any other sensation.
Why? The mostperson he trusted, the most and was closest person to himwith had betrayed him. Why?
Hunter may have been the main culprit, but Frank, the accomplice, wasn't innocent either.
Lost in his fury and sense of betrayal, Charles didn't watch his step and tripped over the edge of a flower bed, plunging toward the ground.
Just as his face was about to meet the unforgiving earth, a tight grip pulled him up—Martin had caught him in his arms.
Martin, concerned, quickly checked over Charles. "Are you okay?"
Looking up through tear-filled eyes, Charles confessed, "Dadsaid, "Daddy, it's my fault. I killed Fannie. died because I didn't see Hunter's true nature in time. If only I had... It's my fault asAs her brother—, I failed her."
Martin's heart ached for his son. Cradling Charles close, he whispered reassuringly,
"You're not to blame. The fault lies with Hunter and Frank. Don't worry,. Daddy won't let this go. I'll get justice for Fannie, no matter what it takes."
Charles feltFeeling his father's aura shining brightly in strength, Charles saw Martin for the first time.
Suddenly, Martin seemed to growin a new light, his presence larger in his eyesand more comforting than ever before.
Charles, overwhelmed by emotion, threw himself into Martin's arms, giving in to overwhelming sobs.
"Daddy," he and sobbed, ". "Daddy, I missed you so much, Daddy..."
It was true, a deep and, aching longing.
He had never missed anyone this much before.
For the first time, Martin saw the vulnerability and dependence in his son that was typical of a five-year-old child in himhis age.
AtThat night.
, Martin took it upon himself to escort Charles home.
Back at the house,, where chaos had reigned because ofsince Charles' disappearance.
Patricia and Jade's eyes were swollen from crying, and Hunter was frantically making calls, organizing a search for Charles.
Seeing Martin return with Upon seeing Charles with Martin, Patricia embracedrushed to embrace her son. Tears streamed down her face, as if a beacon of hope had appeared in her despair.
, tears flowing again. "Charles, where were you? You scared Mommy to death... sob..."
Charles wrapped his arms around Patricia, but his gaze landed on Hunter.
Hunter He was the same as ever, with tender concern etched in his features.
Ha!
'Ha. Such a convincing act.'
Today was the day he wouldHe decided to reveal Hunter's true colors in front ofto his mother.mommy.
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