He had only appeared days after that encounter.
He hesitated for days.
To Lochlan, her looks were more important than her soul.
Right. Heâs from the Fraser family. If the woman by his side was disfigured, he would feel embarrassed.
Charlotte chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Tears streaked down her face, and it broke Josephâs heart; he had been watching them from the side in silence.
His mind went blank for a split second. A wrath that seemed to have come from nowhere filled his chest, and he strode out of the living room toward Lochlan.
With a quick swing, his fist collided in the other manâs face. âWhy are you shouting? How dare you shout at our house? Arenât you a shameless man? Let me warn you now. If you dare to harass my sister again, Iâll hit you whenever we meet. Douchebags like you deserve nothing but violence!â
Lochlan had not been expecting the punch.
He was a firefighter, and he was trained in combat.
When he came back to his senses, he instantly returned the blow.
Joseph was not a doormat; he was often around Lucas. Although he was not as good as the latter in martial arts, he was still a good fighter.
Charlotte, who had been immersed in her sorrows, jumped in fright when she heard the commotion.
She hurriedly walked over to see the two men in a fight.
Fae was standing at the side. Fearing that her son would suffer injuries, she shouted, âJoseph, stop it.
Mr. Fraser, let go of him!â
The two men were boiling with rage, and they did not heed Faeâs words.
Soon, the commotion attracted the attention of the neighbors. Some passersby could not help but look into the Field familyâs house.
âStop it! Stop fighting!â
Upon hearing Charlotteâs familiar voice, Lochlan could not help but turn toward her. Right then, Joseph punched him and send him flying.
Charlotte was in pink pajamas, and she was wearing a pair of pink house slippers. Her hair was tied up to show her forehead. It exposed the disfigured half of her face to the air.
Living with the Field family, she never had to cover her scars. The Fields had never looked at her oddly, nor did they show disgust toward her looks.
The entire time, the Field family treated her as usual. It made her feel like they were equals; she loved the comfortable way they treated her.
Although Lochlan saw her scars in the past, her hair hid them partially. This was the first time he saw it in full view.
His eyes instantly widened in disbelief at the sight of them.
There are so many of them. The scars crisscrossed over each other. Charlotteâs once-beautiful face was now hideous. The scars were like oddly-shaped ants that crawled and settled themselves on her face; it was a sight that made any onlookers nauseous.
Lochlanâs mind went blank; he could not find the words to say to her. He could not think of what he should do either. Why did this happen?
âWhy are you so hung up on such an ugly woman?â
Kate Fraserâs familiar voice sounded from the doorway. She was wearing high heels and holding onto a limited-edition purse as she walked toward Lochlan. With a tender and upset look on her face, she helped her son up.
âMom, why are you here?â Lochlan was stunned to see his mother.
Kate shot a glare at Charlotte, but when she saw her disfigured face, her own face paled. She shrieked, âW-Why have you become like this?â
Charlotte bit her lip and looked at her, embarrassed.
She could not help but feel the fear that came to her every time she saw Kate, the person she wanted to avoid the most.
Subconsciously taking a few steps back, Charlotte shut her eyes as the color drained from her face.
Her hands reached up to cover her head. âD-Donât come near me. Donâtâ¦â
Joseph swiftly rushed over to stand in front of her, shielding her away from Kate. âMrs. Fraser, this is the Fieldsâ house. Please leave.â
âYouâre chasing me away after hitting my son? Youâre not getting rid of me that easily. Do you think that the mayorâs family is allowed to be bullies?â Kate sneered. âThis is a lawful society. I hope you donât assume we will take this quietly.â