Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 53 Hard to Raise Her

Chapter 53 Hard to Raise Her

Waylon was the same age as Nelson. When saying he had no daughter, he had put Charlotte in his child's generation and implied Nelson was as old as her father.

Waylon coughed. His desire to survive was strong, so he explained, "Mr. Clark, don't get me wrong. I mean I barely get along with girls of Ms. Lopez's age. Eloise is her peer, but she avoids me every time seeing me. I do know little about young girls."

Seeing the look in Nelson's eyes still gloomy, he knew he had not given a satisfying answer. So, he bit the bullet and said, "Judging from Eloise's preferences, girls of her age don't like to be disciplined. They like to be themselves and admire young pop stars."

Nelson raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does Charlotte like any pop star?"

Waylon fell silent after seeing the murderous intention in his eyes.

Then, he said, "No, of course not. Ms. Lopez is well-behaved and focuses on her study."

Nelson tutted, "I said I wanted to let my trailer make clothes for her, but she refused. Why is she so troublesome?"

Why was it so hard to please her? It was too troublesome to raise a daughter.

Waylon couldn't help saying, "If you find it too troublesome, you can stop raising her. I think Mr. Andrew Clark will be happy to take her over."

When Nelson looked at him with a half-smile, the latter slapped himself and said, "Sorry, I should not have made such an improper joke."

Nelson concluded, "She is too effeminacy, so it is hard to raise her."

Waylon was speechless, thinking Nelson was enjoying it.

...

Charlotte finished reading a volume. When she was about to review the knowledge of pharmacology she had learned before, her phone suddenly vibrated.

It was a WhatsApp message. She only had several friends on WhatsApp. After picking her phone up in confusion, she found the message was from Vivian. And there was nothing else but a weblink.

After Charlotte curiously clicked on it, she instantly saw a scarlet headline, reading, "The illegitimate daughter has a sugar daddy! The million-dollar luxury car picking her up is the solid evidence."

Charlotte wanted to close the webpage as soon as seeing the words "illegitimate daughter" but somehow continued reading the post.

The poster's wording was malicious, and the system had blocked a string of obscenities.

The poster posted two photos. One was the photo of Charlotte, Nicholas, and Eloise having the meal in the cafeteria. And the other was the photo of her opening the car door.

Then, the poster eloquently introduced Charlotte's "identity", analyzed the value of her clothes and the luxury car, and finally came to the conclusion that she had a sugar daddy because she wore six- figure-price clothes and rode a luxury car worth tens of millions of dollars. The logic was ridiculous.

In addition to this, the poster also accused her of seducing Nicholas. Few people dared to get close to him, but he had many admirers. Seeing a coquettish slut suddenly appear beside him, the girls who liked him went crazy and cursed Charlotte with the most vicious words.

Charlotte read the comments.

"Excuse me? How could such a person enter our school? Isn't it a posh school?"

"She entered through the back door! Although her clothes are rustic, she has good sex skills."

"Why did Nicholas talk to her? Such a slut doesn't deserve it! She is a f*cking b*tch!"

"Can we ask the school to expulse this illegitimate daughter? I want her to get out of Srolanya High School. I hate the Lopez family!"

"You're going too far! Her sister is a good person. But she is too kind and always tolerates the illegitimate daughter."

"We must drive her out of Srolanya High School! We can't study together with such a shameless person!"

"Guys, mind your language! The system blocked many of your replies! I just want the illegitimate daughter to return to where she came from!"

"To be honest, I can't afford her clothes! And I want her to get lost too."

"Me too."

"Mee too."

"Mee too."

"We must ask the school to expel her!"

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Charlotte pursed her lips, feeling sad.

"What are you looking at?"

When Nelson's voice suddenly sounded from behind, Charlotte was taken aback. She was so flustered that she almost dropped her phone. He quickly caught it and held her waist.

Glancing at the post, he said, "They are talking nonsense!"

Charlotte forced a smile and said, "Actually, what they said is not completely false."

She and Nelson were nominally married but had no marriage certificate. He was more like her sugar daddy than her husband.

Those people were right to some extent, so she felt even sadder.

When hearing other people blame her in the past, she could comfort herself by thinking the malice had nothing to do with her because she had never done those bad deeds. But now, she could no longer do it. After all, she was indeed a kept woman now. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Nelson threw her shabby phone aside, hugged her slender waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and hoarsely said, "Are you sad?"

Charlotte pondered and nodded. She did not want to lie.

He whispered in her ear, "What about I make our relationship public?"

His voice was attractive and mellow like the lowest sound of a cello, so Charlotte's fair earlobes were soon dyed a layer of crimson. But she was taken aback instead of being bewitched. So, she couldn't help shouting, "No!"

Nelson's eyes become gloomy. He was exuding dangerous vibes when asking with a fake smile, "Why? Will I make you lose face?"

Charlotte bit her lower lip in silence.

Nelson's aura got increasingly cold, and the look in his eyes gradually became dangerous. Then, he sneered and let go of her.

Sure enough, no one would want to stay by his side.

If he made their relationship public, it would be hard for her to marry another man in the future. After all, even if he died, no one would dare to date his woman.

He had suppressed his irritability since returning home. But now, his anger arrogantly surged to his brain like crazy.

A hint of scarlet appeared in the depths of his black pupils, and he clenched his fists.

Since she was disobedient, he would destroy her. After she died, he would bury her in a place with picturesque scenery. It would be good for him to visit her grave every month.

Sure enough, only the dead would be obedient.