Chapter 392

Summer’s face sank, her expression serious. “Sit down,” she said in an icy voice. Charlotte was startled. She was trembling as she shrank her shoulders and sat there, motionless. “Extend your hand.” Summer's voice was still cold. Charlotte stretched out her hand, and then she was smacked on her palm. Her cry reverberated in the ward. Summer raised her hand and then smacked Charlotte in her tender palm again. She hit her so hard that Charlotte’s palm reddened. Just then, Mark came in and the things that happened in front of his eyes. “Does it hurt?” Summer looked at Charlotte. Charlotte cried, tears flowing down her cheeks. “It hurts…” Summer looked indifferent. She smacked Charlotte’s hand again, and Charlotte cried even louder this time and pulled her hands back. Tears continued to stream down her face. But Summer caught her hand and asked again, “Does it hurt?” “It hurts… it hurts… Mommy, it hurts…” Charlotte cried, her eyes and nose red, looking pitiful. Summer raised her