Delete My Love for You novel Chapter 56

The gesture was exactly the same as in his memories—an echo of Charlotte, down to the last detail.

Darren wasn’t the only one who noticed. Mr. Nathan Harrington stiffened, his back going rigid.

Just then, the old butler hurried over, moving quickly to intervene.

Charlotte was just about to pull away when a frail, withered hand suddenly closed around her wrist.

Mr. Nathan Harrington’s clouded eyes were fixed on her, his voice trembling so badly it was barely recognizable, thick with tears.

“Charlotte... is it really you? You... you’ve come back?”

Charlotte’s eyes widened in shock.

Had she given herself away?

Her blood ran cold. The next second, she saw tears streaming down Mr. Harrington’s face as he choked out,

“It’s you—I knew I wasn’t wrong...”

“You’ve come back, Charlotte. Why won’t you call me Grandpa? Are you still angry about that day, when I punished you so harshly?”

“God, I regret it so much! Charlotte, it’s Grandpa who’s wronged you...”

“Sir, you’ve mistaken her for someone else.” Darren stepped forward, his voice firm. “She’s just the private bodyguard I hired for Xena.”

Admittedly, sometimes she did remind him of Charlotte.

But he was absolutely certain she wasn’t.

The real Charlotte had been so fragile, a breeze could carry her away—there was no way she could have fought off an attack dog with her bare hands.

Everything about Lottie denied the suspicion lingering in his mind.

Besides, Charlotte had been gone for years now...

“Not Charlotte?”

Mr. Nathan Harrington’s tear-streaked face remained locked on Charlotte, his gaze full of desperate hope. He asked softly, “Please, child... just tell me. Are you my Charlotte?”

Charlotte’s throat tightened.

Charlotte felt the bitter taste of old memories rise in her throat. The words dragged her right back to two years ago.

Across the room, Xena—dubbed a “nobody”—looked utterly humiliated.

Darren didn’t answer. Mr. Harrington seized his dragon-headed cane and, with a strength born of grief and rage, brought it down hard on Darren’s back. Once. Twice. Again and again.

“Charlotte gave everything to you. Now she’s gone, and you don’t feel the slightest guilt. You’ve already married someone else—do you even count as human?”

“She loved you so much—how could you treat her this way?”

“Tell me! I want to hear it from your own mouth—why?”

After six punishing strikes, Darren suddenly grabbed the cane, wrenching it from Mr. Harrington’s grasp.

His eyes blazed as he snapped,

“You want an answer so badly? Fine—I’ll give you one.”

“Charlotte was an actress. She pretended to be loving, gentle, graceful, and generous. She fooled you, she fooled me, she fooled everyone in the Harrington family. She never loved me. Not really.”