The Tycoon's Deepest Repentance (Sophia and Ryan) novel Chapter 92

Chapter 84: Beloved Girl 

Chapter 84: Beloved Girl 

Charlotte and Max returned to Greenside Garden together. 

Seeing the two of them coming back hand in hand, Fatima felt jealous, her eyes turning red. 

She stood in the corner, tidying things up and sneaking glances at them. 

The more she looked, the more uncomfortable she felt inside. 

In the past, she was the one closest to him, but since that woman married into the family, everything changed. 

Foster changed too. 

The previous Mr. Foster was a true nobleman, difficult for anyone to approach. 

Now, he surprisingly allowed Charlotte to be so close to him…. 

Fatima bit her lip, feeling like her heart was soaked in sour water, exceptionally bitter. 

She made up her mind, thinking it was necessary to take action. 

At night, Charlotte’s door was knocked. 

She was lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. 

Hearing the sound, she got out of bed in a daze and walked over to open the door- 

Standing at the doorway was unexpectedly Fatima. 

“You…” Charlotte frowned slightly, seemingly not pleased to see her. 

Fatima slightly lifted her chin, looking more like a proud young lady than a humble maid. 

“Charlotte, are you feeling quite pleased with yourself now?” She narrowed her eyes, no longer addressing her as ‘Madam,‘ but calling Charlotte by her full name. 

“Why would I be pleased?” Charlotte felt that Fatima had some issues, coming to pick a fight with her repeatedly and not learning her lesson even after being reprimanded. 

“Do you think you can truly win Mr. Foster’s heart?” Fatima smirked oddly. 

“Mr. Foster is a responsible man. His current kindness towards you is simply fulfilling his husbandly duties,” she continued, eyes gleaming with a sinister light. “But he won’t give you his heart… because he has someone he genuinely likes, someone he’s liked for a very, very long time…” 

Charlotte was initially indifferent, but at those last words, she couldn’t help but furrow her brow. 

Someone he genuinely liked, and liked for a very, very long time… 

Seeing Charlotte’s expression change slightly, Fatima knew her words had an impact. She smirked subtly and then feigned a sigh of helplessness. “I just want to remind you, don’t think that Mr. Foster being kind to you means he likes you… if you fall too deep, you’ll suffer!” 

Charlotte raised her eyes and asked her sternly, “Who is the person he likes?” 

Fatima shook her head, “How would I know…” 

Charlotte instinctively tightened her fingers and said calmly, “Are you lying to me?” 

Fatima sneered, “Why would I lie to you! If you don’t believe me, come with me!” 

After speaking, Fatima turned and walked towards the nearby terrace. 

Charlotte remained silent for a moment, then followed her. 

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Chapter 83: Let Me Hold You for a Moment. 

She moved to the side, getting closer to Max, and softly called out, “Brother…” 

Max pressed his thin lips, remaining silent. 

Charlotte sighed almost imperceptibly, then extended her arms and hugged Max from the side. 

“You…” The man finally turned to look at her, somewhat surprised, and uttered a word. 

Charlotte rested her chin on Max’s shoulder, her voice carrying a hint of sorrow and helplessness, “Brother, let me hold you for a moment… just a 

moment…” 

She had just suffered a huge blow, and her emotions were in turmoil. 

However, it seemed that as long as she stayed by Max’s side, smelling the pleasant scent on him, her heart would calm down. 

dissatisfaction pent up in Max’s heart seemed to dissipate instantly the moment Charlotte hugged him. 

In front of Charlotte, he always seemed to be particularly easy to appease. 

A call of “brother” and a hug… 

He couldn’t stay angry. 

Instead, seeing Charlotte in this melancholic state, he even felt a twinge of heartache. 

“That man, did he hurt you?” Max lowered his eyes, a trace of coldness passing through his deep gaze. 

Charlotte shook her head. 

In this lifetime, Benjamin wouldn’t have the chance to hurt her. 

She was just inexplicably sad. 

Could she still find her savior?– 

That youth from twelve years ago. 

And who could the swan brooch belong to?

Chapter 84: Beloved Girl 

On the vast and spacious terrace, you could clearly see the scenes within the estate. 

Fatima pointed, indicating towards the estate, a vast and boundless flower field. 

Do you see that flower field?” she asked. 

Charlotte followed Fatima’s finger, and indeed, there was a seemingly endless flower field. 

In the field, it wasn’t the roses and roses that the nobility typically preferred to plant, but- 

Baby’s breath. 

An entire field of baby’s breath. 

hire, purple, and even blue…. 

The small and delicate flowers were immersed in the bright moonlight, exuding a lively and hazy beauty, 

Different colors clustered together, vibrant and warm, splendid and beautiful. 

It was a field of baby’s breath… 

Charlotte clenched her fingers, her mind seeming to go blank for a moment. 

“This field, Mr. Foster planted for the girl he loves,” Fatima’s voice sounded in her ears, blending into the cold wind and sounding somewhat indistinct. 

“I think, for Mr. Foster and that girl, this field of baby’s breath should hold extraordinary significance.” 

Chapter 85: Anxious Heart 

“By the way, are you wondering how I know all this?” Fatima looked at Charlotte, whose expression was dark, feeling a sense of satisfaction. “Before Mr. Foster was planning to plant forget–me–nots in Greenside Garden, I was puzzled. Wealthy families usually don’t plant such flowers unless they hold special meaning for Mr. Foster.” 

“But, it seems like there’s no one particularly fond of forget–me–nots around Mr. Foster. So, I casually asked if it was planted for a girl he likes.” 

“Unexpectedly, Mr. Foster’s face changed, and he didn’t say anything. He didn’t refute my assumption, indicating that I was right… at that moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became especially gentle, a gentleness I had never seen before.” 

“Ithink he must have thought of the girl he likes.”