Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife novel Chapter 334

"I would rather I have never been adopted by you!"

After saying this, she pulled away Mrs. Wilson’s hands, and stepped back, keeping distance from her.

"It's ridiculous. Before stepping into this house, I still remain a little hope. I hoped my mother would say something to hold me back. Even if you deceived me, I would feel warmhearted. But instead... you even let me give my identity to Christina. Yes, I don’t care about glory and wealth. What I really care about is family. Otherwise, I would not do as you told me to replace her and married Kennedy Moore. You are right, you have brought me up by hard working, but...you often took advantages of me at the same time, didn’t you?"

Her eyes were full of scalding tears, but she kept trying to hold them back by biting her lower lip.

"You have never worried about me since I divorced. Instead, you commanded me to marry Kennedy Moore. Do you really think I live a good life in the Moore family? If you think so, why didn’t you let Christina marry him? No, you just don’t want your own daughter to marry a disabled man for fear that it would destroy her. So you chose to destroy me. If so, have I already repaid you for raising me? So there."

"No!" Mrs. Wilson shook her head vigorously, "Far from that, you can never disown our family, you are my adoptive child no matter what happened. It is your duty to do what I ask you to do! What was wrong to marry Mr. Moore in place of Christina? Who would like to marry a divorced woman? If you didn’t married Mr. Moore, you were nobody. If you didn't marry Mr. Moore, you wouldn't be Mrs. Moore!"

"But I don’t want to be Mrs. Moore!!"

Charlotte also replied loudly, "Do you think I want that title?? Does it mean that just because you think it's good, I must have the same opinion as you? Have you ever asked me if I was happy or not since I married him? For so many years, I regarded myself as your daughter. Everything I have done for you before... was because I regarded you as my mother. So even if it was unfair, I still bore it with tears!"

"But finally I understand today... you still take advantage of me. You seize every opportunity to exploit me. When I am of no use to you, you will abandon me without hesitation!"

"How could you say take advantage? Didn’t you say you don’t like glory or wealth? What’s wrong to give it to your sister?"

Did she have to give away what she didn’t want?

"Who said I don't want it?" Charlotte sneered suddenly, "As you said, the identity is the daughter of the Nelson family, and...that is something that truly belongs to me, and I deserve it. "

Hearing this, Mrs. Wilson was taken aback, "You...you want it now?"

Charlotte didn't say anything anymore, but her eyes became much colder. And she was no longer as she had come in before.

Originally, she came with hope, but now she lost her last hope. There was no need to stay here anymore.

Thinking of this, Charlotte turned and walked outside.

Seeing that Charlotte was leaving, Mrs.Wilson became anxious, then she stepped forward and grabbed Charlotte’s wrist, "Where are you going?"

Hearing this, she was surprised. Before she asked, Mrs. Wilson said, "even if you want to leave, you have to remember I raised you up. To tell you the truth, I have so much gambling debts. Now that you are the daughter of the Nelson family, for my sake of raising you up, you still have to give me some compensation, right?"

Well, she was really soul-destroying at that time.

Charlotte smiled faintly with dull-looking.

"I know, don't worry, I will never forget...your kindness."

When Mrs. Wilson heard this, she smiled and said, "That's right, after all, I have raised you for so many years. Now, it’s better for you to go back early. Take care."

She didn't see Charlotte’s facial expression, and she didn't know what Charlotte was thinking.

Or perhaps she didn’t care about what Charlotte was thinking at all.

When Charlotte walked out of the door, she was dispirited. At last it became night, and a cold wind blew her long hair, she stopped and stretched out her arms to hug herself.

It was bitterly cold.