Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 462 - 461: Even now, you’re still biased
Charles Northwood also crouched down. The evening breeze tousled his hair, and his clothes fluttered.
"Stop crying."
His gentle voice swirled in her ear. Fiona Sutton slowly raised her head, her eyes red from crying as she stared at him.
"You deserve this!"
Fiona burst out, not expressing her own sorrow, but suddenly accusing him.
"You personally pushed her towards Hendry Hampton, and now you stand by and watch her marry Maxwell Peary! You deserve this!"
Charles Northwood sighed and gently smoothed her disheveled hair.
"Yes, I deserve this. But if Maxwell Peary is her destined partner, we should bless her, shouldn’t we?"
Charles Northwood’s voice was, as always, gentle and warm. It possessed a unique quality that slowly seeped into one’s heart.
Like the breezes of March, once you fall in, it’s hard to pull yourself out.
"But... it’s not that easy to marry into a wealthy family!"
Fiona’s voice, hoarse from crying, couldn’t help worrying about Nia Mitchell’s future.
"We are her support. We won’t let her be bullied."
Although Charles Northwood’s voice was still gentle, this sentence contained a determination that everyone could hear.
It was as if his saying it meant he undoubtedly had the ability to make it happen.
Fiona shook her head. Both she and Charles Northwood were nobodies. How could they possibly support Nia?
Moreover, the Mitchell family was in such a dire state. They didn’t even recognize their own daughter anymore. With their own lives so strained, how could they possibly provide any support?
She feared that if the Mitchell family found out about Nia marrying into a wealthy family, they would flock to her.
In the future, even if Maxwell wronged Nia, that family would likely persuade Nia to endure it.
"Is she stupid? We didn’t even know she knew Maxwell Peary. How did she suddenly get married?"
Even with Hendry Hampton, she had blindly dated him for two years.
"She will explain everything to us. We have to give her time."
Charles Northwood comforted Fiona, not wanting her to continue misunderstanding.
Listening to him talk about giving her time and providing support, Fiona finally exploded.
"She’s already married to someone else! What’s the use of you saying all this here? She doesn’t love you! You can’t marry her!"
Fiona yelled and fiercely pushed Charles Northwood, who was crouched beside her.
Charles Northwood, caught off guard, couldn’t dodge in time and was pushed to the ground.
His white clothes were instantly stained a dingy black, the dirt prominent.
"You still shield her! You still always look out for her! You’re just as biased!"
After tossing out these few sentences, Fiona turned and ran.
Charles Northwood was taken aback. He quickly got up from the ground and, ignoring the dirt and grazes on his hand, immediately chased after her.
But a red light stopped him in his tracks, and he could only watch Fiona disappear into the distance.
"SIGH—"
Charles Northwood heaved a deep sigh, shook his head, and looked down at his messy attire. He decided to head back to his apartment first.
Because he worked at University A, his apartment wasn’t far from there; it took less than ten minutes to arrive.
From a distance, Charles Northwood noticed someone sitting at his apartment door, which made him frown.
Tara Jameson!?
Earlier, Fiona had come over and seemed to be targeting Tara, so he had asked Tara to leave first.
But why is she here now?
Charles Northwood quickened his pace and quickly reached his apartment doorstep.
"You..."
"You..."
Both spoke at the same time and then paused, realizing the other was also speaking.
They looked at each other in silence.
