Aunt Charlotte The Patriot Mga Nobela at Kwento

The weight of what she was about to say pressed heavily against her chest, but she knew there was no turning back now. “Recently, before the abduction,” she began slowly, choosing her words carefully, “I discovered that the Deans are not my true parents.” The room seemed to grow quieter. Even the faint sounds from outside the office faded into the background as both officers focused entirely on her. Charlotte inhaled deeply before continuing. “According to the DNA test result I received from my aunt,” she said, her voice steadier now, “confirmed by my mom… I’m related to Nathan.” “No way!” The words escaped Sergeant Daniel’s mouth before he could stop himself.

I needed to endure for now, then think of a way to deal with him or expose him before all eyes later. "I don't need you to hunt in my name. Let my husband worry about me while you worry about your wife," I stated coldly. Adrian chuckled. "There is no need to be so stiff, Aunt. It wouldn't be nice to be the only married woman without any hunted games." The way he used the Aunt title on me, it was clear that he was mocking me. I gritted my teeth and was trying to think of a befitting response when the doors to the court suddenly came open.

Elder Maddox looked at her, and she gave him her attention, “Are you the fated mate of Alpha Heron?” “Yes, Councilman,” she replied, her face neutral and unbothered as she stood. “Alpha Heron, is that true?” Elder Maddox sought mutual confirmation. “Yes,” I concurred, standing quite erect. “Was there a complete rejection done?” Grandpa Daniel inquired from Charlotte, gazing at her intently. “Yes, Councilman,” Charlotte admitted without reservation. “Why?” Grandpa adjured. “We….at the time….”Charlotte trailed off, unable to deliver the truth. Her conscious must have bumped up against her because she was stumbling over her words.

So, she had chosen to kill herself by overdosing on drugs when Charlotte was still a child. After that, Charlotte stayed at her aunt's house. However, her aunt's husband was a complete pervert. He began harassing her after she grew up. She could not stand living such a life, so she moved out and lived alone. A stable childhood was nothing but a dream of hers. Her heart was full of hatred every time she saw Thomas on the news, pretending to act like a good father while she was living under such harsh conditions. One day, she received the opportunity to exact her revenge on that man.

She turned her gaze to her perfect manicured pink nails, the same pink as her dress. “Alyse stop. I wanted you to meet Charlotte because she is not just my assistant, but also my friend. She was my best friend until her and her mom left when I was fourteen.” Alyse looked at him, “this is that girl? The one who was the daughter to your nanny? Good riddance, I see why you gave her a job here, once a low life, always a low life.” Nathan glared at her, boring his icy blue eyes right into her. “That is enough Alyse, if you want me to meet the priest today, you will show Charlotte respect. I will not have you talking about her like that.”

I want to start over as a new me, so I went to the province to My Aunt’s Ancestral House. I wasn’t really disappointed, Because the first time I set foot in Aunt Eli’s house was my cousin Mae’s face. She screamed like there’s no tomorrow, “ Cousin I miss you so much” Thank You for visiting us. I have many stories to tell you she said. My god I’m so excited you are in the right time because it’s our Barangay’s Fiesta. And has a lot of activities and games. And I’ll take you with me so you won’t get bored.

The man added and I barely registered the remaining sentences after the first word, “What did you just say?” I asked in a stiff tone. “I said that Charlotte—” “Yes, Charlotte. Who is Charlotte?” I asked and desperation filled my tone. “Charlotte, Charlotte is your mother’s sister, your aunt.” I swallowed and dug into my pockets for the photo, I brought it out and broke into his personal space, “is this Charlotte?” Please say no, please say no. Please, no. “Yes, this is Charlotte,” He confirmed. Everything made sense now.

Charlotte, who was very restless, did not realize it, but the gaze of the Zachary in front of her had already turned into a glacial abyss. “It turns out that my aunt and uncle have come, Carlie. Allow me to introduce my uncle to you. He’s our youngest uncle, Jebediah Valentine.” “What...” Charlotte recovered from her trance as if she had just woken up from a dream. Her eyes still looked horrified and stupefied as she stared at Jebediah.

“I don’t talk like that. Do I?” The girl nodded. “Oh! Here you are. Come here, sweetie” Charlotte's voice made Aháva look. “Sir, this is…” “Her aunt” said Charlie, interrupting the child, with a frown. “Yes. Auntie Charlie” Aháva smiled. “Love, daddy's looking for you” Charlotte smiled. “Why don't you go find him?” She interrupted her again. “OK” responded Aháva, pouting. She crossed her arms and turned to Dominik. “Nice to meet you, sir…”

"May I know what is your name and where are you from?" Charlotte swallowed her nervousness before speaking with a calm voice. "My name is Charlotte, my parents have been gone for so long and I spend my entire life wandering around Alabama... these fast few days have been so rough for me and many warriors attempt to take advantage of my innocence!" "Is that so? Then you knocked on the right door. I'm Ammon, please come in and I'll make you some hot tea!" Charlotte smiled. "Thank you so much, Ammon!" She went inside Ammon's house and saw that there were many fruits and bread on his wooden table.