Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 457

However, the security in the psychiatric hospital was lax, thus it was easy to get Christopher out. In a way, Christopher would escape the long arm of the law.

For a moment, Avery had mixed feelings. He hoped that this matter had nothing to do with Shane and Christopher, but he also hoped that Christopher would be brought to justice for murdering Mrs. Fuller Senior.

Avery couldn't understand why Shane forgave scum like Christopher and even helped him to get away with the crime.

"Although you didn't ask, I want to say that I have been abandoned since I was a child. But Shane, he had everything that I always wanted. Do you know how miserable I was? He knew I was hostile, but still he chose to be roped in behind your backs and stood with me to complete the plan." Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"So I turned myself in. I didn't want to lose to him. I turned myself in because I wanted to be known as the mastermind. I wanted the lucky survivors in the Fuller family to know that I was the one who pushed them into the abyss!"

Avery was speechless. He had nothing more to say to Christopher. He just wanted to leave the police station as soon as possible and let Christopher disappear from his sight.

Charlotte narrowed her eyes and asked, "Why did you want to harm the Fuller family? I understand your resentment towards them, but why did Shane want to kill them?"

"Is it hard to understand? Charlotte, don't you want to kill everyone who watched your mother die?" Christopher sneered, "Avery, when you attacked those two from the Stevens family, did you consider the possibility that someone might take revenge on you in the future? Don't you think killing them all would ensure that doesn't happen?"

"I'm not you, I'm not depraved."

"This is not a matter of depravity, Mr. Hart. Don't you think this is the best-case scenario? It's not necessary to kill all of them. It will be enough if they can't open their mouths. Silence them once and for all and do not give them a chance to retaliate."

"You're insane. You're a psychopath. What's going on in your brain?" Avery couldn't stand it anymore. He slammed the glass window and said, "Do you know how many innocent lives you took?"

"Innocent? Why do all of you hound Shane for not catching his grandmother's murderer, instead of questioning his indifferent relationship with his family?"

In an instant.

Avery and Charlotte were silent.

No one had asked this question, not because they didn't care about Shane, but because no one dared ask him personal questions. Everyone tacitly agreed that his family situation was uncommon and perfectly flawed.

However, Mrs. Fuller Senior was not only nice to Shane, but also to Sheryl, as well as to Charlotte. No one would think that Shane hated Mrs. Fuller Senior.

There was no reason.

She loved him very much.

"It seems like you don't know." Christopher crossed his legs leisurely. "I'll tell you this. When Shane was young, his father was often absent. Most of the time, he was left under his grandmother's care. But she was too tired to raise him alone, so she asked my mother for help."

"What?" Avery suspected there was something wrong with his ears.

"Why was my mother forced out of the family? Why did Shane's father die young? Why did Raina seem to be afraid of Mrs. Fuller Senior and was at odds with her?"

Charlotte was silent.

Avery rubbed his ears and said, "Do you mean that Mrs. Fuller Senior asked your mother to take Shane?"

"That's right."

"Then what about the rest of the Fuller family?"

"What else could it be? At that time, the Fuller family was in crisis and everyone was divided. Shane and my father were forced to marry Raina. What do you think happened? What else could it be? If it weren't for them, Shane wouldn't have been born, and maybe I wouldn't be here too. In short, don't ask. I just had to kill everyone to relieve the hatred in my heart." Christopher started laughing maniacally.

Christopher looked deranged, or maybe he was putting up an act.

Charlotte sighed. "Avery, let's go."

"Your lychees will be delivered within a few hours." Avery paused and said, "Christopher, I admire you very much."

As soon as he finished, he left with Charlotte.

Admiration?

Christopher stopped laughing.

Yes, even he admired himself. He could play the part of a madman and ended up in this dank place with no sunlight just to come out on top of Shane. He had already taken revenge on the people he hated the most, and the victory he wanted had already been won.

He had won.

He was the wicked savior.

Not only did he fulfill all his evil deeds, but he could continue living in this world unscathed, leaving the others to feel powerless.

He, Christopher, lord of the wicked.

Oh yes.

He was the lord of the wicked.

Charlotte and Avery returned to the car. No one broached the subject of who should drive. Instead, they silently stared at the ground in the distance.

"After so many years, they still hate the Fuller family to the core. Regardless of what we say, the truth cannot be changed," Avery said softly.

"Yeah," Charlotte replied before closing her eyes. "There's nothing we can do when it comes to Shane or Christopher."

"What happens now?"

"Please send me back to my office. I have a lot of things to do."

"Alright then."

Avery started driving resignedly. Initially, he wanted to bring Charlotte back to see Shane, but she hadn't mentioned him and Avery didn't feel right bringing it up, so he could only put that idea on the back burner.

After sending Charlotte to her office, Avery returned to the villa. He washed his hands and went upstairs and opened the door.

Shane was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window reading a book.

He was wearing a white high collar sweater. His whole body was bathed in sunlight, the gold- rimmed glasses perched on his nose glimmered, and the shadow of a distant tree fell on the tip of his nose.

It would be a picture of tranquility if the person wasn't Shane.

"Christopher has surrendered. I went to visit him with Charlotte."

The sound of pages turning halted.

Shane raised his head slowly and his eyes flashed with vehemence. "Did you force him to do that?"

"I'm not capable of that. According to what he said, he would be rescued on account of his mental illness anyway, so he chose to own up and be known as the brains behind the ploy. This way,

he will win for once. It's really a tear-jerker."

Shane lowered his eyes.

"I've asked Charlotte, by the way. It's not that I failed to bring her here, but she doesn't want to see you. Perhaps she doesn't know how to face you."

"There's no need to bring her here."

"There's no need or do you not want to see her?"

"It doesn't matter."

Avery sighed and sat down beside him. He fiddled with a lint on his clothes. "She's been doing great. But she's a woman, what if someone else took notice of her?"

"Who would that be?"

"Who else? He's just a celebrity. Cole told me that he made breakfast for her and is caring and attentive."

"Cassius?"

Avery snorted but did not answer. He was determined to make Shane feel a little anxious.