Chapter 50 Return the Child to Me!

• Nearly running out of patience, Charles looked at the young lady and said, "Have we ever agreed on anything? Did I make you a promise? Did I sleep with you? Did I hold hands with you, kiss you, or hug you? So, who are you to me? F*cking stop imagining things!"
• Upon hearing that, the young lady gazed at Charles, looking wronged. She cried and scolded, "Charles, you b*stard!" After that, she ran away in tears.
• Holding my forehead, I felt everything was chaotic.