CHARLOTTE'S POV:-The shock was still not over. I was staring at the closed doors of the mansion I thought I belonged to. I had no idea what really happened. I was still not sure if the reports were even true. A few minutes later, his mother threw my packet bags out of the mansion. I was staring at the divorce papers that were lying on the ground in front of me.With tears in my eyes, I stood up on my feet. It was unbelievable for me to accept the fact that he divorced me just like that. He didn't argue with me. He didn't let me explain. He didn't even try to listen to my part of the story. He just kicked me out as if that's what he had always wanted, to get rid of me.With the pride I had left inside of me, I stood up and grabbed the paper he had signed for me. Looking at it, I couldn't think of anything. My brain was numb and my heart was weeping. I set my pride aside and walked toward the door. I couldn't stop crying. I wanted him to listen to me one last time before I would sign t

CHARLOTTE'S POV:-The very moment I saw Nana's face, I started crying. It was like a huge rock on my chest and I just wanted to get rid of it because I couldn't breathe because of it. I would have fallen on the ground when Nana got a hold of me. She wrapped one of her arms around my waist and with her other arm, she wrapped one of my arms around her neck to give me support. "Kevin! Come here!" Nana called out loud as she pulled me inside.Kevin was the son of the couple who used to serve Nana. Nana raised Kevin like her own son after his parents died in a plane crash. As soon as Nana yelled Kevin's name, he came running. "Charlie! What is happening? What happened to you?" Kevin asked me in a concerned tone."Let's ask her in a bit. Her luggage is outside. Would you please get it, son?" Kevin nodded his head immediately and walked away to get my luggage. Nana pulled me toward her bedroom. She sat me down on the edge of her bed and offered me a glass of cold water.I took a sip to calm

CHARLOTTE'S POV:-The very next morning, while I was serving a customer, I saw Andrew walking into the bakery again. Before any stupid ideas could actually invade my mind, I saw him walking straight to Nana. He was actually chatting with Nana as if he knew her well. It was no surprise. He actually knew her. He told me that he visited Nana's bakery every single morning and sometimes in the evening as well.After placing his order, he walked to the corner and took his seat. Since Kevin had a morning practice, I decided to stay behind and help Nana. I had my own plans to go and look for a job for myself. I couldn't say if I could find a job that could pay for my university expenses even after the scholarship, but I needed to start saving for the sake of my baby's future.Nana called me, pulling me out of the daze again. I hurried over to the counter and she handed me a tray that had a cup of cold coffee, a glass of milkshake, a donut and a pair of sandwiches. "Take it to table six." Nana

CHARLOTTE'S POV:-I told him the whole story that brought me to my Nana. From the part where my brother was drowning in debt and he wanted to sell the business my father and grandfather worked so hard to build, to the part where I sacrificed just to save my brother. And in the end, how he kicked me out and took all the money that my mom had saved for my better future and my studies.I watched Andrew's facial expressions change along with the story. "When I tried to confront him about everything, he just told me that he did it but he is not afraid of me because I can't do anything." I was not even sure what I was telling him everything. It sure felt so good after pouring it all out through words instead of tears. Tears were only increasing the pain and I couldn't deal with it. "I need to find not one but two or maybe three jobs to make enough money to get me through delivery and also for a better future for my baby." I ended up telling him about the only future I could see for myself.

CHARLOTTE'S POV:-A week later, I was waiting for confirmation from the court. Meanwhile, I decided to keep myself occupied. I was preparing for the smaller cases that I got through the month. Just then, a light knock on my office door pulled me out of the loads of work I was supposed to handle on my free day. Come in!" I shouted from inside my office.The door opened and a man in his mid twenties entered my office. "Hello! Please, have a seat. How may I help you?" I asked him as he walked into my office. He sat down on one of the chairs and placed his briefcase on my desk. I was curiously watching him as he opened his briefcase and pulled something out."My name is Rio Cyrus. I am Mr Adam Richards' assistant manager. While we were waiting for the confirmation from the court, we received this letter from the court this very morning. Mr Richards asked me to deliver this envelope to you." Mr Cyrus replied as he placed the envelope in front of me. I sighed as I grabbed the envelope, tore