Delete My Love for You novel Chapter 16

Noah was terrified of thunder.

“Noah, sweetheart, Mommy’s here! Don’t be scared!”

Charlotte ran to him, reaching for the safety latch on his bed. Suddenly, a pillow came hurtling at her, smacking her right in the face.

Noah’s eyes, swollen and red with tears, blazed with hatred. Even through his sobs, he screamed at her, “Go away! I don’t want you! Get out!”

It felt as if someone had sliced Charlotte’s heart open with a knife.

She swallowed the bitter taste rising in her throat, her voice trembling. “Noah, every time it thundered and your dad wasn’t home, I was the one who held you…”

“I don’t need you ever again!” he sobbed, his small face twisted with stubborn anger. “I’d rather die than have you!”

“Noah…”

Charlotte froze where she stood, unable to move.

Another jagged bolt of lightning flashed, followed by a fresh crash of thunder.

Noah’s cries grew even more frantic. His face, contorted with fear, was slick with tears, but he kept shrieking, “I don’t want Mommy! I want Daddy! I want Daddy…”

“Daddy… Daddy, where are you…” His desperate, hopeless wails rang out.

Listening to Noah’s heartbreak, Charlotte thought she’d already cried herself dry. Yet somehow, more tears rolled down her cheeks.

Choking back her pain, she forced herself to speak. “Okay, Noah. I’ll find Daddy for you…”

Drenched and desperate, Charlotte called Darren over and over again.

He hung up.

She tried again. And again—each time, he refused to answer.

She refused to give up. On the 99th call, he finally picked up.

She pressed the phone to her ear, about to speak, but what she heard made her blood run cold—

“Ah… Mr. Harrington, not so rough… it’s my first time…”

Charlotte’s whole body went numb. She could barely breathe.

Another blast of thunder shook the room.

Noah’s gut-wrenching sobs filled her ears. She couldn’t think anymore.

If a hundred times on her knees was the price for her son’s peace, so be it.

Charlotte set her phone to speaker, letting Darren—and anyone else listening—hear Noah’s heartbreaking cries and the dull, heavy thuds as her forehead struck the cold, hard floor, again and again.

Thud.

“Darren, I’m begging you!”

Thud.

“You can hate me—do whatever you want to me! But you can’t abandon Noah! He’s your son!”

“Please come back! Please… just hold our little boy!”