Without a second thought, Suzy refused. "Evangeline, you should stay back. Dad’s unstable. He might hurt you."
Evangeline smiled reassuringly. "I’ll keep my distance."
Since she insisted, Suzy didn’t argue further and led the way to Timothy’s room.
Even before they reached the door, they could already hear him shouting.
"Where’s Charlotte? Where did you take her? I want to see her! What have you done with my Charlotte?!"
Along with his furious screams came the sounds of objects crashing to the floor—glass shattering, furniture being thrown.
He was like a madman, tearing through the room in search of Charlotte.
It was all he did, day in and day out.
One of the servants Evangeline assigned to take care of him came stumbling out, her face covered in blood from a fresh wound.
Suzy immediately stepped forward, apologizing, "I’m so sorry! I’ll cover your medical expenses. Get yourself treated first."
Without wasting another second, she pushed the door open and walked in.
The moment she stepped inside, a vase came flying straight at her head.
She barely dodged in time.
A second slower, and she would’ve ended up like the servant outside.
Her patience snapped.
Marching straight to Timothy, she glared at him. "Have you had enough?"
She didn’t want to lose her temper—she knew exactly why he was like this.
But at this moment, she just couldn’t hold it in anymore.
Seeing her only seemed to make his fury worse.
"You wretched girl! Where the hell did you hide my Charlotte?! She’s carrying my child! Bring her back to me now!"
The same words, over and over again.
Suzy heard them so many times that they practically echoed in her mind.
"Dad, how many times do I have to tell you? I didn’t hide her. She’s not the real Charlotte.
“The real Charlotte died years ago. The woman you knew was an imposter!
“And not only was she a fraud, but that child? It wasn’t even yours!"
"You’re lying!"
As always, Timothy’s reaction was explosive the moment Suzy mentioned the truth.
"You’re lying! Charlotte can’t be dead! She promised we’d be together forever!
“If that child wasn’t mine, then whose was it?!
“Suzy, if you weren’t my daughter, I’d never forgive you for slandering her like this!"
Suzy was exhausted from repeating the same thing over and over.
There was no getting through to him.
"At least eat something first. We can talk after you’ve had a meal."
He hadn’t eaten before boarding the plane, and now, even after waking up, he still refused to eat.
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