Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

The head hurt like it was going to split, like something was exploding in the mind, and the memories came up a little and sank back down, like floating in the ocean.

No, on broken ice.

Fragments of memories slipped quickly through his mind, bits and pieces that couldn’t be pieced together to form a story, the kiss, the woman’s lips, and the eyebrows, the face he had gazed at countless times while she slept became blurred, leaving only a rough outline …

It was just a moment, like a decade back, and York Charlie ultimately failed to freeze any of those images; the fragments just caused him pain.

Blanche Capra and Delia Field heard his stifled whimpers and had trouble imagining what had happened to him.

“York what’s wrong with you …” Blanche Capra looked at him in panic, she didn’t know what to do, she wanted to share his pain but couldn’t do it.

York Charlie slowly crouched down along the wall as if he was going to fall, Blanche Capra hurriedly reached out, trying to help him, but gave Delia Field a head start.

Blanche Capra is blocked behind Delia Field, and she can’t see anything but his hand clutching Delia Field’s arm like it’s a lifeline.

She looks like the sinner who gave York Charlie a headache and is treated with indifference by Delia Field.

Even when Blanche Capra just wanted to comfort, Delia Field wouldn’t even give her that chance.

“York, can you hear me?” Delia Field called to him, “Can we go to the hospital now? I’ll take you right away.”

York Charlie barely lifted his head to look at Delia Field, his pupils began to dilate, but closed back in along with the pain easing.

Who was this woman in front of him?

Surprisingly, he didn’t remember any of it.

It wasn’t until he was more conscious that he remembered – it was his wife Delia Field.

His wife was Delia Field?

He shook his head, “Don’t …”

“But in the state you’re in-” Delia Field was still worried, York Charlie was still shaking his head, he wanted to lie down and rest now, “I want to go to my room and rest. ”

Now Delia Field listened to whatever he said, she nodded her head as if she were pounding on it, “Fine, then let’s go to our room and rest, I’ll help you up.” She grabbed his arm and barely propped him up.

Blanche Capra wanted to follow, she wasn’t comfortable with York Charlie in this state.

But was coldly refused by Delia Field, “Blanche Capra you go on back, I’ll take care of things here.”

“But I’m worried about York Charlie,” Blanche Capra’s voice was still a little shaky.

“You have no business worrying about him, you should know best who is responsible for why he is the way he is.”

Her words caused Blanche Capra’s steps to falter, and it was as if a transparent wall separated her from them.

She couldn’t cross it.

Delia Field took a deep breath, her tone as cold as ever, “If you still have the sense to go back, I’ll pretend that today never happened.”

With her having said that, there was no way Blanche Capra was going to follow.

Even she felt unqualified.

On the way back, Blanche Capra was about as good as the walking dead, she called Nadia and cried as soon as she opened her mouth, “What should I do, York Charlie really doesn’t remember me …”

She cries in a stoic and repressed way, but it sounds even more heartbreaking to her.

It had to be so aggravating.

Nadia sighed, “Is York Charlie really worth letting you feel so bad for him, for him? Blanche, why don’t we just give up on him, there’s someone better waiting for you.”

Why pour all your love into a man like York Charlie.

As soon as Blanche Capra closed her eyes, the tears kept falling.

“If I could get over him, I would have given up a long time ago, but what can I do, this heart just beats after him, and when he says he doesn’t recognize me, my heart aches so much.”

“What do you say …”

Every time she thought she wasn’t going to make it, York Charlie gave her a little more hope.

Before she can feel that happiness, his indifference sends her to the bottom.

It’s like she was made for him and he wasn’t.

Blanche Capra is left with a broken heart after every encounter with Delia Field.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

But cry all you want, she can’t afford to lose sight of her work, and she can’t afford to be petty when it’s time to kick off her project with the Field Group.

She didn’t have the support of York Charlie anymore, and she had to do everything herself.

Blanche Capra’s office is York Charlie’s office, and everything is still in place so that when he comes back, he can return the company to him in one piece.

Everything Blanche Capra does is about him.

He would definitely be in the future she foresaw.

The name York Charlie was like a brand, burned into her heart.

It was at work now that she occasionally lost her concentration.

“President Capra?” a subordinate’s soft call brought Blanche Capra back to her senses-she was still in a meeting. It didn’t make sense that she ended up deserting as president herself.

She nodded with a fake calmness, “What is it.”

“Were you listening to the proposal I just presented?” Blanche Capra frowned when her subordinate finished speaking, “Do you mean to question me for not taking my work seriously?”

The other party instantly panicked and quickly denied it, “No, I’m just asking, so what do you think of the proposal?”

“I’ll take another good look at the proposal back at my office, I’ll let you know if I hear anything.” Blanche Capra was still expressionless, not the least bit able to tell that she was now very weak.

It was a good idea to keep her dignity in front of the staff.

Once the meeting was over, Blanche Capra walked out of the conference room in big strides, followed by a ticket of employees, she also wore a black suit today, the momentum looked like she was going to fight in a group.

As she reached the elevator, her phone vibrated, and Blanche Capra subconsciously thought York Charlie had contacted her and flipped it over.

It was Nadia calling.

“Hey, what’s up?” Blanche Capra sounded a little lost, but that didn’t mean she had a problem with Nadia.

She just preferred it to be York Charlie calling.

She had tried to call him yesterday after she left, but they had all hung up, and she figured it was Delia Field who had hung up.

She still had a headache thinking about yesterday.

Nadia’s voice distracted Blanche Capra, “Why do you sound so breathless? Didn’t sleep again last night?”

“Uh, didn’t sleep.” Blanche Capra told her subordinate to go ahead while she waited for the next elevator.

Nadia let out a sigh, “Ugh, yeah, where’s the restful sleep after all that crying last night.”

“Let’s not talk about last night , I just had a momentary emotional outburst and didn’t cry again after I called you.”

Blanche Capra was still a bit of a pushover by nature and immediately regretted calling Nadia when her senses returned.

She didn’t want anyone to know that all her toughness crumbled and disintegrated as she watched York Charlie with Delia Field.

Nadia understands her, “Got it, I promise I’ll never tell, President Capra is actually a crybaby.”

Blanche Capra is angry and laughing. Hesitantly, she admits, “Yes, yes, yes, you’re right.”

“Did you call me today simply to greet me?” Blanche Capra always had the feeling that this little girl was up to something more than simple.

Nadia then cut to the chase, “I just wanted to ask you if you’re free for lunch?”

“Sure, don’t say so.” Blanche Capra got into the elevator, “You send me the address, I’ll be there after work, for now I’m working.”

“Got it, President Capra.”

…

They had kaiseki for lunch, the space was secluded and they could talk in peace.

Nadia just saw Blanche Capra and the corners of her mouth dropped, “Why are you getting thinner? It feels like this body is even more exaggerated now than it was in your modeling days, it’s not like you’re not moving again.”

Many people said so.