His Sweet Menace novel

---- Chapter 10 I didn't dodge or avoid Lilith's slap. I merely countered it with a question. Lilith's arm froze in place instantly . It was like she couldn't decide whether to strike or to pull her arm back. "What are you so anxious about? I never said I wasn't going to leave," I said slowly. This earned me another round of questioning from Lilith. "What do you mean? Explain yourself clearly, Shayla!" I smiled without saying anything, letting her fester in her anxiety.

In my mind, however, I was thinking things through. Was I going to leave? Of course, I was. In fact, I had to. I wasn't actually the daughter of the Moore family , and that secret would be revealed sooner or later. Charles hated being lied to the most, so before my identity was revealed, I needed to make him care about me even more to ensure that I wouldn't be tossed aside. "What are you laughing about, Shayla?

Hurry up and say when you're going to leave!" ---- While I was lost in my thoughts , Lilith had already lost her patience and grabbed my shoulders, shaking me relentlessly while she pestered me for an answer. She had gotten too close to a burn site, and I was just about to push her off when I caught sight of movements outside the door and decided to cry out in pain instead. "It hurts... Let go of me!" The next second, Charles had rushed through the door and roughly shoved Lilith aside.

"What are you doing?" Lilith lost her balance and fell onto the floor. With tears in her eyes, she cried out, "Charles..." Charles, however, was completely unbothered by her. He merely checked on my wounds first. After making sure I was alright, he turned and stared at Lilith. "Who allowed you in here?" One of the bodyguards who had been stationed outside hurried in to explain , "Mr.

Bowman, she's your fiancée, so we didn't dare stop her-" "Switch out everyone!" The bodyguard hadn't finished explaining before Charles interrupted him, and the entire team of bodyguards was replaced on the spot. ---- Lilith trembled as she saw this. Tears streamed down her face as she asked, "Charles, are you intentionally punishing me?" Charles ignored her and placed a small cake box in my hands. "Here, Shay.

Try to at least eat some." As Theld the box in my hands, I looked over at Lilith, who was still on the floor. The difference in how Charles treated us was clearly worlds apart. She locked eyes with me, and her glare was filled with bone-deep hatred. Yes, she should hate me, just as I hate her! Charles had seemingly sensed my distractedness and admonished me, "What are you looking at her for?" "Charles, are you sure it's okay to treat my sister like this?" I asked lightly.

He paused for a second, then continued taking the cake out of the box before answering indifferently , " It's what she deserves." "Stop pretending to be all innocent!" Lilith yelled. Having felt immense humiliation , she finally got up from the floor and hobbled over to Charles. Her white wedding dress was no longer completely white -a few stains could be spotted here and there. "Charles, I wasn't brave enough back then.

Let's start ---- over, okay?" she pleaded softly, her voice thick with tears. "I came back so I could get back together with you. Charles, didn't you say you didn't blame me? You even prepared a proposal. The person you love is me!" At that moment, Lilith desperately wanted nothing more than to prove that she could still win Charles ' heart back. "What proposal?" Charles could be chillingly indifferent when he needed to be.

Previously, he had been able to give me to Horace just because of something Lilith had said. Thus, it was only natural that he could draw a clear line in the sand between him and Lilith for my sake now. He demanded sincerity from others, and yet when it came to offering his own, he was stingy. "There was no proposal. You misunderstood."