Chapter 195: Self Directed Acting
Chapter 195: Self–Directed Acting
Just now, she vaguely heard Max and Cecília talking about something.
Her hearing had always been very good, but the construction of this tearoom was obviously very mysterious to have such an excellent soundproofing
effect.
It made it impossible for Charlotte to hear what was being said inside.
As she approached, the sound of conversation suddenly disappeared.
Charlotte’s eyebrows knitted even tighter.
Athat moment.
In the tearoom.
Cecilia was still standing, her expression despondent and somber.
She froze for a moment.
Then she walked confusedly towards the main door.
Unexpectedly-
Through the small glass window at the entrance of the tearoom, she saw the small half of Charlotte’s side profile.
This glass was made of a special material so that the people inside could see outside, but the people outside couldn’t see inside.
Cecilia’s eyes dropped and a strong wave of indignation and reluctance rose in her heart.
All the pain that Max had just stirred up, she really wanted to take it out on Charlotte.
This girl…
What right does she have?!
Suddenly, Cecilia had an idea.
She clenched her fists.
The face slowly composed itself.
A cold smile inadvertently appeared at the corner of her mouth.
“Max,” Cecilia said to the air before her, her voice sweet, as if Max himself was still in front of her. “I know you still can’t forget me, can you?”
Outside the door.
Charlotte finally heard the voices in the tearoom.
Every word Cecilia said was clear to her ears.
“You’re so good to Charlotte, but it’s also because of me, isn’t it? Her eyebrows and eyes and mine are very similar… When you look at her face, do you
think of me?”
Cecilia said aloud, using the best acting skills of her life to stage a great drama in front of Charlotte.
As she listened, her face turned pale for a rare moment.
Her and Cecilia’s eyebrows…
Seemed to be a bit similar.
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But she and Cecilia did not look alike at all…
Her fingers unconsciously tensed, and as if she was about to flee, she turned her head in a hurry and walked back at a brisk pace.
She was afraid that if she stayed there, she would hear words that would shock and sadden her.
Max… Did he actually know Cecilia like that?
They knew each other a long time ago, right? Even before Max knew Charlotte…
This feeling made her very angry.
In the time before her arrival, Max might have had something going on with Cecilia that she couldn’t know about.
rlotte was a little nervous.
Her face looked calm, but her heart was a mess.
She had always been a cold and rational leader but at this moment…
Her emotions were being tugged violently.
It made her lose her mind a little.
She stumbled back to the bedroom.
It was still empty inside.
Max was certainly not there, because he was still meeting with Cecilia.
Charlotte sank down and sat idly on the edge of the bed.
I don’t know how long it took-
Suddenly the door opened.
Max came through the door.
He was sitting in a wheelchair. His face was handsome and calm, and his temperament was clear and noble.
What was out of place, however, was that the man was actually holding a handful of yellow and white daisy flowers in his hands.
These small daisies looked delicate and fresh, and being held by a big man like Max, it was really a bit contradictory.
Max lifted his eyes and stared at Charlotte’s slightly droopy little face.
From this angle, it was almost impossible to see her expression.
Seeing Max return, she just sat there motionless.
She did not speak or look at him.
“Here.”
Finally, Max took the lead in breaking the silence, lifting the daisy in his hand slightly and handing it to Charlotte.
When he had left the tearoom, he had intended to return immediately.
But as he passed the mansion, he saw the little daisy in the corner.
On a whim, he did not know what to do, but he picked some daisies and came back…
Just for a moment, he felt that the little daisies and Charlotte were a good match…
So, he gave her the daisies he had picked.
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At this time.
The air was still silent.
Charlotte did not make a sound, but slowly raised her head, her eyes complexly looking at the man in front of her.
After seeing the daisy he handed her, her first thought was surprising.
Max wanted to use this flower to cover up or compensate…
After all, he had just gone to meet Cecilia in secret.
Now, he was trying to use this bouquet to make up for something?
daisies were beautiful.
But Charlotte was in no mood to appreciate them.
She pursed her lips and shook her head with dull eyes.
“I don’t like daisies.”
She said in an indifferent tone as if playing a game.
These words were equivalent to rejecting Max’s gesture of goodwill.
When he heard this, the hand holding the flower couldn’t help but freeze for a moment.
No emotion could be seen on the man’s face.
He just did not move and pulled his hand back, placing the flowers at his side.
“What’s the matter? Don’t you feel well?” Max narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were burning as he looked at her.
He saw that Charlotte’s mental state was not good, and his heart inexplicably tightened a little.
Charlotte pursed her lips, her eyes deep in color as she looked at the man before her.
There was a moment of silence.
Her lips moved a little.
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She hesitated, not knowing whether to ask or not.
Ask him about Cecilia…
Just then…
A knock sounded at the door, breaking the awkward silence in the bedroom.
“Mr. Foster, the old master wants both of you to come over.”
The maid’s thin voice rang out from the door.
She said, “both of you” instead of just “you” and it was clear that-
The old man wanted Max to bring Charlotte.
“Let’s go,” he said to her as if nothing had happened.
Thinking that old Mr. Foster was waiting for her, she couldn’t help but collect her emotions and nodded to Max.
She walked behind the man, pushing the wheelchair with a calm expression on her face.
On the way, the two of them were tacitly silent.
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It was as if they had discussed it and kept an uncomfortable silence,
Until
The two of them entered the old master’s study together, and when he saw them, he even laughed out loud, “You’re here!
The old master’s laughter relaxed the atmosphere a bit.
“Are you really not going to stay here for a while?” Knowing that they would be leaving soon, the old master couldn’t help but ask again.
Of course, in his heart, he hoped that Max and Charlotte would be able to stay at his side for a while.
After all, they were the only ones in this house who could make him happy
Grandpa.” Even though old Mr. Foster kept holding him, Max was unmoved.
“Oh the old man sniffed and couldn’t help but sigh, “Well, before you go, go meet Grandma…”
Grandma?
Hearing this, Charlotte realized that the old master’s wife, who was Max’s grandmother never seemed to show up,
It was the same in her previous life as well.
That grandmother had always been very mysterious, and she hardly ever showed her face.
Some people said that she had
while others said that she was just sick and bedridden.
Among all the conflicting opinions, the Foster family kept this a secret and never explained it to anyone.
