Chapter 14 Do You Blame Me for Not Telling You in Advance?

Charlie stood by the car door, his deep gaze looking towards Nancy. When he saw Young Master Warren's fat hand grabbing Nancy's wrist, he got mad in an instant. He raised his hand and gently waved it towards Young Master Warren's direction. The group of men dressed in black behind him immediately ran aggressively towards Young Master Warren and his gang. Young Master Warren was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground. The men beside him were even more terrified with their legs trembling. Of all the people to come, why it had to be Charlie, the new noble of City Nustin! This was going to be a death sentence! Young Master Warren, like a cat with its tail stepped on, let go of Nancy and jumped up to run. Nancy only felt a gust of wind passing by her, then she heard the cries of Young Master Warren and his people. "Ah... it hurts! Be gentle, please!" "Don't hit me. Don't hit me. I won't run..." Young Master Warren, like a dog, was being stepped on by a man. His face on the ground, he screamed in pain, "Ah, it hurts! It hurts!" Charlie walked over to Nancy in anger, his deep gaze scanning her from top to bottom, especially the makeup on her face. It made his eyebrows furrowed enough to squash a fly. Nancy felt a bit numb under his gaze. She awkwardly smiled, "If I were to say that I did this to avoid being recognized by others, would you believe it?" Charlie gave her a glare, lowered his head, and held the hand that had just been grabbed by Young Master Warren. On her fair wrist, a circle of purplish bruises had formed due to Nancy's struggle. It wasn't a serious injury, but Charlie got furious in an instant. After letting go of Nancy's hand, he walked towards Young Master Warren with a gloomy face. The man who was stepping on Young Master Warren lifted his foot once he saw Charlie approaching. Young Master Warren thought he was finally saved. When he was about to get up, a gust of wind suddenly sounded by his ears. The next second, a foot fiercely kicked him in the face with a loud sound. His body flew backward and landed on the ground with a "bang". Then a mouthful of blood sprayed out from his mouth. Young Master Warren's vision turned black. He didn’t know how he had offended Charlie. As he struggled to stand up, his collar was suddenly grabbed, his head lifted, and his face was forced to look at the person holding him. Charlie's face was terrifyingly grim, as if someone had seriously got him mad. He looked at Young Master Warren and said word by word, "It’s my woman. How can a scum like you dare to touch her?" My woman? Young Master Warren trembled all over in fright. Who in the entire City Nustin didn't know that Charlie had married the famous pianist Vivian? Was that woman Vivian? Young Master Warren looked at Nancy again, carefully examining her. Surprisingly, she did resemble Vivian a little! He was terrified and wet his pants, crying loudly, "Young Master Firth, I didn't know she was Vivian! If I had known she was your woman, I wouldn't have dared touch a single finger on her!" Charlie sneered, "So, you blame me for not telling you in advance?" "No! No, I dare not. I only blame myself for being blind. Young Master Firth, I know I was wrong, please let me go!" Charlie had a mysophobia. but it was only towards women. This was also the reason why he hadn't returned to the country for three years, in order to test Vivian's character. Although Nancy had taken Vivian's identity, she had been alone in City Nustin for three years, pure and clean. Charlie wouldn’t tolerate any other man touching her!