Delete My Love for You novel Chapter 107

“Noah, I’m kneeling before you and admitting I was wrong. Is this enough for you?”

Her gaze locked on Noah’s face—despair, mockery, and unwavering resolve all tangled in her eyes.

Her voice wasn’t loud, yet somehow it cracked through the room like a sudden thunderclap.

Noah’s expression froze. The thrill of vengeance he’d been waiting for never came—instead, a strange emptiness swept in and hollowed him out.

Xena had told him that putting Charlotte through hell would make him happy.

So why did he feel worse than ever?

He didn’t understand…

Across the table, Darren’s face had gone dark as a storm cloud.

His cold, brooding eyes bored into the figure kneeling on the floor, as if trying to pin her in place.

She could have apologized in a hundred other ways—a gift, a favor for Noah, anything else.

But she’d thrown herself down for someone else’s child, kneeling before their own son.

A mother kneeling to her son—against every rule, every ounce of natural order. There’d be consequences for this.

Noah was the child she’d carried for nine months, the one she’d fought to save even when it nearly cost her her life. Did she really not care anymore?

That single kneel, like a burning brand, seared into Darren’s soul.

It left him rattled. Deeply unsettled.

Just then, Ryan scrambled off his chair and ran over to Charlotte, crouching in front of her. He shook his head, tears brimming in his eyes as he looked up at her.

He couldn’t get the words out, but his worry for Charlotte was plain as day.

Charlotte reached out and gently pulled him close. “Don’t worry, Ryan. I promised I’d look after you, and I keep my promises. I’ll always protect you.”

“Charlotte!”

Darren couldn’t hold back anymore. He shot to his feet, his eyes rimmed red. “You’re standing there, promising to protect someone else’s child right in front of Noah. Do you want to make his condition even worse? Is that what you want?”

“His condition?” Charlotte’s voice dripped with derision. “You dragged me here, forced me to kneel to a child, and faked a medical report for depression—honestly, I’ve never seen a father stoop so low.”

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