Charlotte's POV
Jack had been long gone, and I felt frustrated as I heard his truck drive away from our manor. I was clenching my fist as I held my phone tighter. I tried calling Lucia, but her phone was out of coverage.
I looked tough and brave in front of Jack, but after I realized my life could be in danger, I ran towards the main entrance of our house; just in time, I saw the tail lights of his car fading away as he got out of the archway of our estate.
"You are such a fool, Charlotte, he came and begged you, but your damn pride was making you miserable," I said to myself after ensuring the main door was locked. I double-checked even the back door.
I was living alone in this big house, and robbers were the least of my concern, but they could harm me; worst, they would kidnap me and ask for ransom from my family.
