Charles White: "..."
If he nodded and admitted it, would she immediately punch him?
"Molly, I..."
"Stop hemming and hawing, just say it, is it true or not?" Zoe Yale tightened her grip on his lapel, leaning closer to him, kneeling in front of Charles White.
Her crystal clear eyes staring straight at him, like looking at a suspect.
Charles White stiffly nodded his head.
Facing her shocked gaze, he nervously parted his lips, "Molly, listen to me, when I left back then, I didn't plan to be away from you long, my plan was to return to the White Family and then..."
"Charles White, it really is you!" Zoe Yale abruptly released his hand, suddenly standing up from in front of him.
"..." Charles White was startled by her sudden reaction.
Just when he thought Zoe Yale was about to hit him the next second, she lunged back into his arms, grabbing his neck.
