You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1180

Charlotte's perverse demeanor and words aroused Joyce's suspicion even more.

Things were definitely not simple.

She raised the gun in her hand and walked towards Charlotte, "Why is Cecelia unconscious, and what exactly did you do?"

Charlotte kept shaking her head, drowning in pain and self-blame and in a trance.

Suddenly she shouted like a maniac, "It wasn't me. I didn't mean to push her down. Who taught her the truth! I didn't mean to do it! I didn't I didn't!"

After days of physical and mental trauma, Charlotte's sanity had long been on the verge of a collapse.

"I was so good to her. I treated her like she was my mother. I gave her all my affection! But what about her, why would she suspect me?"

Her eyes were wide open, staring at her hands as if they were stained with blood, and she shook her head in fear.

"I didn't mean to do it, didn't mean to push her, no no!"

She was half-crazy, half-insane, and her emotions were out of control.

Shocking words and appalling facts went straight from Charlotte's mouth.

Tommy, who was listening clearly and was overwhelmed, fought back his injuries and questioned Charlotte with broken gasps.

"What ... is that you pushed Ms. Cecelia ... you lied to me?"

He couldn't believe it. How could this happen? Charlotte and Cecelia were mother and daughter. How could a daughter lay a cruel hand on her mother? What a beast! He could never dream of it.

He always thought Charlotte was the poor victim.

If so, what he had so far done for Charlotte... Wouldn't it all be a joke?!!!

Charlotte had no qualms about killing in front of her.

She hurriedly ran to the side of the suspended staircase steps and looked down.

Below the stairs it was at least two or three stories high, and Tommy fell straight down. A large amount of blood was gushing out from the back of his head, especially hideous in the dusty, dilapidated building.

Joyce remembered that her cell phone had been broken and she couldn't call an ambulance, nor could she spend too much time with Charlotte, who needed to be taken to the hospital in time.

"Hahahahaha." Charlotte leaned back and laughed out loud.

She had killed too many people, stained with too much blood. She had long been numb.

"Charlotte, are you a human? Taking him just like that? How dare you not feel guilty in the slightest!"