Abigail Summer tenderly wrapped her hands around hers, "Charlotte, you should have told me, why did you take all that on alone, the pain that wasn't yours to bear?"
Charlotte Green lifted her tearful eyes, gazing at her faintly as she gently withdrew her hand, "How can I tell you? We both know that we can't go back to the past, what right do I have to share with you?"
"You really resent me, don't you?" If not, the other self she had split off wouldn't be in such a furious state.
Charlotte shook her head, "I'm not entitled to resent you, after all, everything was originally yours. All I hope for now is to quickly get a divorce and to sever any ties with you."
"Are you eager to sever ties with us, or is it to have your husband quickly change his name and identity?"
A cold, merciless voice suddenly filled the room.
Charlotte's face turned pale. She sat up straight, fixing her gaze on the Surgery Room, refusing to spare him a glance.
"Brother Kevin, Charlotte, she..."
