Delete My Love for You novel Chapter 148

“Sorry, the number you’re trying to reach is currently unavailable…”

“Damn it!”

Darren’s face darkened as he quickly opened the surveillance app on his phone, switching to the live feed from the house.

In the hallway, two maids lay unconscious on the floor.

He rewound the footage. There, clear as day, Charlotte knocked out the maids, then ran from the house without looking back. Darren shot to his feet, tossing his fork onto the floor with a violent clang.

Charlotte had actually run away!

And not just that—she’d run off to the courthouse to marry Bradley?

Where did she get the nerve?

Without hesitation, he messaged the private investigator: [I don’t care how you do it. Stall them!]

He didn’t pause for a second as he stormed out of the house.

Meanwhile, upstairs, Xena had slipped into a sultry red dress, spritzed on perfume, and grabbed the bottle of wine she’d prepared. Swaying her hips, she made her way toward the dining room.

“Darren…”

Her words caught in her throat. The dining room was empty. And outside, the sound of a car engine roared to life, shattering the silence.

Xena’s face went white as a sheet.

A maid hurried over to explain, “Mr. Harrington just rushed out. He drove off in a hurry.”

“Is that so?”

A muscle twitched at the corner of Xena’s mouth. He’d already eaten the beef—surely the drug would kick in soon. Where could he be going?

Was he chasing after Charlotte again?

The maid tried to console her, “Xena, I don’t think Mr. Harrington is reliable. Take the two hundred million dollar check and let’s go abroad. We’d never have to worry about money again.”

Xena gritted her teeth. “That’s not enough for me!”

Bradley’s bodyguards stepped forward, tension crackling in the air.

Bradley smiled calmly. “Mr. Harrington, what’s the meaning of this?”

Hands in his pockets, Darren looked every bit the arrogant, untouchable heir. “Mr. Fairchild, you came all the way from Avalon just to marry a woman I’ve already cast aside. Don’t you think that’s aiming a bit low?”

Bradley kept his voice warm and measured. “That’s really none of your concern, Mr. Harrington. Marriage is a basic human right. Ms. Lee and I care for each other, regardless of nationality.”

“Care for each other?”

Darren let out a derisive laugh. “How long have you actually known my ex-wife? Do you have any idea what she’s really like? Want me to show you some of her old, scandalous photos from her days in Astra?”

“Darren!” Charlotte couldn’t take it anymore and bit out, “We ended things a long time ago. How long are you going to keep harassing me?”

“Harassing you?”

Darren’s jaw tightened. “You flatter yourself, Charlotte. I stopped wanting you the moment you left the house.”

“I’m here because of Noah. He woke up—doesn’t remember anyone except you! Do you hear me? Charlotte, your son wants you!”