Chapter 5 Victor Rutherford’s Desire

The mansion was as majestic as a palace. The hall on the first floor had a surface of over 1,000 meters. Charlotte forced herself to walk out of the door. At that moment, she could not go on any longer. Her legs gave out, and she fell on the jade stone steps in front of the door. Charlotte’s wedding night had become her worst nightmare. Since then, she would have dreams about that night all the time and would always wake up screaming. Charlotte could not explain why, but every time she saw Zachary, she would feel like she had traveled back in time to that night, when that cold, devil-like man had attacked her... A man like Zachary was simply too terrifying for her. She prayed that she would never see him again. Charlotte supported herself and got up from the jade stone steps. When she looked around, she realized that the courtyard was covered in a thick layer of snow, and all she could see was snow everywhere. Meanwhile, snow was still falling. Charlotte had run away from Zachary in a panic, so she had not even bothered to put on her shoes. However, she really did not want to go back to face him. She silently made up her mind and walked into the snow barefoot. "Hey, hey, hey. Why are you trying to act tough? I’ll bet 1,000 dollars that your feet will freeze and you’ll lose them from frostbite before you even walk out of this courtyard." A guy spoke as he stood in Charlotte's way. He was only 20 years old and he had gold curly hair. At first glance, it looked as if he was wearing a golden bird nest on his head. He was also wearing two gold earrings about 10 centimeters big. His appearance made a strong impression on others. Charlotte glanced at the guy and immediately looked away before saying, "Sorry, I don’t gamble." She then walked past the guy without hesitation. The weak woman only had a thin man’s shirt on as she braved her way through the wind and snow. The trail of footprints she left in the snow was getting farther and farther away from him. Lucas looked at her silhouette and, for a moment, he entered a daze. He suddenly ran toward the garage. Before Charlotte could go anywhere, a silver supercar stopped right in front of her and a golden bird nest peeked out of the car window. "Hey, get in the car. I'll take you home." Charlotte got in the car. On the way, the guy could not stop chattering. Charlotte had a lot on her mind, so all she knew was that the guy’s name was Lucas, he was Zachary’s right-hand man, and Mr. Connor would be an angel without wings if it wasn’t for him... Charlotte could not help but think of Zachary. Could that cold, arrogant guy tolerate Lucas' nuisance? Charlotte heard noise and commotion coming from her father's ICU ward from a distance and a bad feeling filled her heart. When she pushed the door open, the ward was a complete mess. Fragments of fragile objects, such as vases and glasses, were scattered all over the floor. Two frightened nurses huddled in the corner while Alfred was beaten to the ground. Blood was flowing out of his mouth and nose, and five men in black were still tearing the place down. Charlotte was enraged. "Stop it!" The men ignored her until a middle-aged man who was standing in front of the window waved his hand and motioned for them to stop. Charlotte knew the old man. It was Victor Rutherford, the man who had plotted with Bryson to take over her father's company and send him to jail. "Getting angry will only make your post-pregnancy body even weaker, Charlotte. For the sake of your beautiful body, you need to calm down." Victor laughed out loud, his face making him look like a creep. Charlotte sneered, "You’re such a hypocrite. My dad trusted you. Why didn't he see what a hypocrite you are?" "He he… You truly deserve the title of the most wanted socialite. You’re so sexy even when you’re angry." Victor Rutherford was almost 40 years old. He was all dressed up, but he was a sanctimonious person. His eyes narrowed as he looked at Charlotte’s body. Although Charlotte was a little swollen after giving birth, her shapely figure still looked better than most women’s. It was easy to see that her figure would look as perfect as it was before after a period of recovery. Her soft, delicate skin looked gorgeous, and her legs were fair and long. Victor had always wanted her, but he had never revealed his intentions before this because he had been Walter Simmons’ subordinate and Charlotte had been in a relationship with Bryson. Now that Bryson and Charlotte were no longer together and he did not need to care about Walter anymore, he was not afraid to show his desire. "Charlotte, I’ll be frank. I’ve liked you for many years and, honestly, I don’t really have to send your father to jail. If you’re willing to marry me and be my wife, your father will be my father-in-law and I will keep him safe." Charlotte suddenly felt a chill down her spine. Victor was short and fat, and he looked like a creep. He had turned 39 this year and he had gotten divorced five times. His eldest daughter was only one year younger than Charlotte. In the past, Victor had always been respectful and polite in front of Walter Simmons. Charlotte had always thought of Victor as a sleazy middle-aged man, but she had never known that Victor felt that way about her. "Your father has spoiled you since you were a child. All of us could tell how much he spoiled you. He has sacrificed so much for you. Now that he’s in trouble, you should return the favor." When Victor saw that Charlotte had not replied and was as still as a puppet, he put his right hand on her shoulder and did not even try to hide the desire in his eyes. "Charlotte, I really like you. You don’t have to marry me. You can also be my lover. If you’re willing to set your pride aside to please me, do you think I’d do anything to your father?" "How dare you!" The corner of Charlotte's mouth trembled, and she gave Victor a tight slap. "Get out of my sight!" Victor had not expected Charlotte to still be so proud despite her circumstances. For a moment, he was in a daze, but his face immediately formed a hideous smile. "Tsk tsk tsk... Charlotte, what a shame. You’re no longer the woman you used to be. You’re just a woman who got dumped by Bryson. You should feel lucky that I don’t look down on you. Why are you so arrogant?" Charlotte was speechless. When he called her "a woman who got dumped by Bryson", it felt like her heart was pierced by a dagger. "I tried to be nice, but you didn’t seem to appreciate it, so don’t blame me for being rude now!” Victor had an evil smile on his face as he pounced on Charlotte. Although Charlotte was taller than Victor, she was still very weak. Victor pinned her down on her father’s bed and, in an instant, the shirt on her body was torn open. The buttons broke off and fell all over the floor. "Get away from me!" "You disgusting b*stard! Don't touch me!" "Get off me!" "Get off..." Charlotte struggled as hard as she could but to no avail. Victor was determined to push her down. He wanted to take pictures of her and post them on the Internet to humiliate her. He wanted to put her in her place! Charlotte Simmons! He had been thinking about this woman for three years! From this day on, he wanted Charlotte to surrender to him completely!