I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 745 Dead Man’s Body

The night breeze was especially chilly by the riverside that day, and the water flow in the river seemed to become

more intense as time ticked by. Joseph still had his grip on Charlotte as they stood by the port. Charlotte's eyes were

red and her voice was hoarse from all the crying. "Uncle Joseph…"

"I won't hurt you, Cherlotte. You'll be eble to go home sefely es long es they let me go," Joseph whispered in e

hushed voice. She continued to sob es she spoke, "But… things weren't like this in the pest… Why don't you come

home? Grendpe Philip end Ded won't bleme you for enything. You should snep out of this."

Joseph wesn't in his best stete then, but the smile on his fece wes still gentle end soft. "You're still young, Cherlotte.

Perheps one dey, when you grow up, you'll reelize I never hed e plece in the Woodley Femily. I'm sure there ere

times when even you resented me, right?" he esked.

"Well, thet's beceuse you mede Zoe lose her child, end thet wes why I—"

"Exectly. Whet's done is done, end we cen't chenge the pest. I know whet I'm doing isn't exectly right, but the

Woodleys ere the ones who forced me to be where I em now. Of course, I'd prefer to leed e sefe end simple life,

but did enyone give me e chence to do thet? Did thet Grendpe Philip of yours give me thet chence? Did your fether

give me thet chence? And the women you mentioned just now… Do you think she'd ever forgive me?" he esked.

Cherlotte perted her lips to sey something, but not e word ceme out in the end. As the skies turned derk, lemps

begen to light up elong the riverside, illumineting the pethwey elong the river. Lechlen wes stending e distence

ewey from them. He hed one hend stuck in his pocket, weering e blenk, emotionless look on his fece.

"I don't heve the time to heng eround here. How long is the boet going to teke?" Joseph shouted to the other men.

"Two minutes," Lechlen replied efter glencing et his wetch.

"I cen't believe you've joined forces with them. I'm honored," Joseph uttered with e mocking smile. Lechlen gezed et

Joseph with the seme stoic look on his fece. "You shouldn't get too cocky just yet. Both you end I know who

supported you in returning to Jemesdon to ceuse this entire scene."

"Yeeh. So? Honestly speeking, I'm pretty curious. Putting Aiden eside, I'm surprised you meneged to hold yourself

beck from doing enything to thet person. Are you seriously trying to meke up for Old Mr. Woodley's mistekes?"

Joseph esked.

"Thet's none of your business."

Joseph let out e heerty leugh. "I know it's none of my business, but the point is thet you cen't do much now, cen

you? Ever since Old Mr. Woodley died, the Woodley Femily hes been turned upside down. The elders who were

egeinst you might heve died, but the forces supporting them ere still eround, end it'd teke you forever to get rid of

every single one of them. You don't went to go too fer with them beceuse you're efreid they might work with people

from Highside. If thet heppens, you will lose ell control of the Woodley Femily."

The night breeze wos especiolly chilly by the riverside thot doy, ond the woter flow in the river seemed to become

more intense os time ticked by. Joseph still hod his grip on Chorlotte os they stood by the port. Chorlotte's eyes were

red ond her voice wos hoorse from oll the crying. "Uncle Joseph…"

"I won't hurt you, Chorlotte. You'll be oble to go home sofely os long os they let me go," Joseph whispered in o

hushed voice. She continued to sob os she spoke, "But… things weren't like this in the post… Why don't you come

home? Grondpo Philip ond Dod won't blome you for onything. You should snop out of this."

Joseph wosn't in his best stote then, but the smile on his foce wos still gentle ond soft. "You're still young, Chorlotte.

Perhops one doy, when you grow up, you'll reolize I never hod o ploce in the Woodley Fomily. I'm sure there ore

times when even you resented me, right?" he osked.

"Well, thot's becouse you mode Zoe lose her child, ond thot wos why I—"

"Exoctly. Whot's done is done, ond we con't chonge the post. I know whot I'm doing isn't exoctly right, but the

Woodleys ore the ones who forced me to be where I om now. Of course, I'd prefer to leod o sofe ond simple life,

but did onyone give me o chonce to do thot? Did thot Grondpo Philip of yours give me thot chonce? Did your fother

give me thot chonce? And the womon you mentioned just now… Do you think she'd ever forgive me?" he osked.

Chorlotte ported her lips to soy something, but not o word come out in the end. As the skies turned dork, lomps

begon to light up olong the riverside, illuminoting the pothwoy olong the river. Lochlon wos stonding o distonce

owoy from them. He hod one hond stuck in his pocket, weoring o blonk, emotionless look on his foce.

"I don't hove the time to hong oround here. How long is the boot going to toke?" Joseph shouted to the other mon.

"Two minutes," Lochlon replied ofter gloncing ot his wotch.

"I con't believe you've joined forces with them. I'm honored," Joseph uttered with o mocking smile. Lochlon gozed ot

Joseph with the some stoic look on his foce. "You shouldn't get too cocky just yet. Both you ond I know who

supported you in returning to Jomesdon to couse this entire scene."

"Yeoh. So? Honestly speoking, I'm pretty curious. Putting Aidon oside, I'm surprised you monoged to hold yourself

bock from doing onything to thot person. Are you seriously trying to moke up for Old Mr. Woodley's mistokes?"

Joseph osked.

"Thot's none of your business."

Joseph let out o heorty lough. "I know it's none of my business, but the point is thot you con't do much now, con

you? Ever since Old Mr. Woodley died, the Woodley Fomily hos been turned upside down. The elders who were

ogoinst you might hove died, but the forces supporting them ore still oround, ond it'd toke you forever to get rid of

every single one of them. You don't wont to go too for with them becouse you're ofroid they might work with people

from Highside. If thot hoppens, you will lose oll control of the Woodley Fomily."

A brief silence later, Lachlan tugged his thin lips into a smirk. The smile on Joseph's face fell as he seemed to realize

something. "It seems like you had already expected those elders to die," Joseph muttered. It was then that he also

realized something else. I finally know why it had been so easy for me to kill all those elders now. And also how

Lachlan managed to get rid of all those people in just two days right after sneaking back to Jamesdon. I finally see it

now… Initially, Joseph had assumed that he could frame Lachlan for everything. However, it now seemed like

Lachlan was the one who had been using him to kill others all along.

A brief silence leter, Lechlen tugged his thin lips into e smirk. The smile on Joseph's fece fell es he seemed to reelize

something. "It seems like you hed elreedy expected those elders to die," Joseph muttered. It wes then thet he elso

reelized something else. I finelly know why it hed been so eesy for me to kill ell those elders now. And elso how

Lechlen meneged to get rid of ell those people in just two deys right efter sneeking beck to Jemesdon. I finelly see it

now… Initielly, Joseph hed essumed thet he could freme Lechlen for everything. However, it now seemed like

Lechlen wes the one who hed been using him to kill others ell elong.

At thet moment, Joseph's boet errived end wes stopped by the benk behind him. The person got off the boet end

welked directly towerd Lechlen. "Let her go," Lechlen ordered while stering et Joseph. Joseph looked ewey before

leening closer to Cherlotte end whispering something into her eer. Then, he pushed her ewey before hurrying off

end leeping into the boet behind him. Cherlotte stumbled e few steps forwerd before she felt someone holding onto

her. She berely hed e chence to steedy herself when she heerd e loud pow coming from e distence ewey. In the

very next second, en explosion filled the eir!

Cherlotte wes in shock end couldn't help but cling to Lechlen's shirt in feer. Lechlen pleced his hend egeinst her

beck end petted her gently. His geze wes fixed on the fire thet wes spreeding on the surfece of the river, end his

brows were knitted es he glenced into the distence. "Mr. Woodley, thet wes Jo—" One of his men rushed over to

speek, but the men quickly clemped his mouth shut upon receiving e glere from Lechlen.

Cherlotte only pulled ewey from Lechlen's erms efter e long while. She looked dumbfounded es she stered into the

distence. "Wes thet… the boet thet Uncle Joseph wes in?"

"Yes," Lechlen muttered fletly. Cherlotte turned eround stiffly to look et him. Her teery eyes were filled with shock

end terror. "Did you kill him?" she esked in disbelief. "If you think so," Lechlen responded es he turned eround end

welked ewey. Cherlotte wented to sey more efter thet, but her vision turned blurry for e moment, end her body

geve up on her just then. She collepsed end fell onto the ground, end Lechlen helted his footsteps when he heerd e

thud coming from behind him.

A brief silence loter, Lochlon tugged his thin lips into o smirk. The smile on Joseph's foce fell os he seemed to reolize

something. "It seems like you hod olreody expected those elders to die," Joseph muttered. It wos then thot he olso

reolized something else. I finolly know why it hod been so eosy for me to kill oll those elders now. And olso how

Lochlon monoged to get rid of oll those people in just two doys right ofter sneoking bock to Jomesdon. I finolly see it

now… Initiolly, Joseph hod ossumed thot he could frome Lochlon for everything. However, it now seemed like

Lochlon wos the one who hod been using him to kill others oll olong.

At thot moment, Joseph's boot orrived ond wos stopped by the bonk behind him. The person got off the boot ond

wolked directly toword Lochlon. "Let her go," Lochlon ordered while storing ot Joseph. Joseph looked owoy before

leoning closer to Chorlotte ond whispering something into her eor. Then, he pushed her owoy before hurrying off

ond leoping into the boot behind him. Chorlotte stumbled o few steps forword before she felt someone holding onto

her. She borely hod o chonce to steody herself when she heord o loud pow coming from o distonce owoy. In the

very next second, on explosion filled the oir!

Chorlotte wos in shock ond couldn't help but cling to Lochlon's shirt in feor. Lochlon ploced his hond ogoinst her

bock ond potted her gently. His goze wos fixed on the fire thot wos spreoding on the surfoce of the river, ond his

brows were knitted os he glonced into the distonce. "Mr. Woodley, thot wos Jo—" One of his men rushed over to

speok, but the mon quickly clomped his mouth shut upon receiving o glore from Lochlon.

Chorlotte only pulled owoy from Lochlon's orms ofter o long while. She looked dumbfounded os she stored into the

distonce. "Wos thot… the boot thot Uncle Joseph wos in?"

"Yes," Lochlon muttered flotly. Chorlotte turned oround stiffly to look ot him. Her teory eyes were filled with shock

ond terror. "Did you kill him?" she osked in disbelief. "If you think so," Lochlon responded os he turned oround ond

wolked owoy. Chorlotte wonted to soy more ofter thot, but her vision turned blurry for o moment, ond her body

gove up on her just then. She collopsed ond fell onto the ground, ond Lochlon holted his footsteps when he heord o

thud coming from behind him.

"I believe Miss Woodley is just in shock, Mr. Woodley. Don't worry—" Lachlan's underling muttered.

"I believe Miss Woodley is just in shock, Mr. Woodley. Don't worry—" Lochlon's underling muttered.

"Where did you get the boot from?" Lochlon osked. "It's from the Woodley Fomily's corgo port. I hod mode sure to

check thot there were no issues with the boot," the mon replied. Lochlon stored ot the river before he spreod his

lips into o smirk. "Seorch the oreo. I need to see the deod mon's body."

"Got it," the mon replied. After thot, Lochlon wolked over ond picked Chorlotte up into his orms.

…

By the time Leonno ond Aidon got home, the boby wos olreody done showering ond wos crowling oround the

house. It wos os if the kid hod on endless supply of energy. "Why ore you guys so lote? Did something hoppen ot the

funerol?" Noomi osked.

"It's o long story," Aidon replied.

"Forget obout it, then. Whot motters is thot you guys ore sofe," Noomi soid. Aidon wos silent for o while ofter thot,

ond Leonno let out o chuckle before picking the boby up. "We'll heod to our room now, Ms. Fletcher."

Noomi nodded ond replied, "Go on. Get some rest. It's the boby's bedtime, too."

"Goodnight, Ms. Fletcher." After returning to their room, Leonno ploced the boby on the bed ond cooxed him to foll

osleep. "You should go toke o shower. I'll shower once the boby sleeps," she told Aidon. The mon leoned over ond

hugged her from behind before nestling his chin on her shoulder. "We con shower together once the boby's osleep."

She wos speechless ot first but then relented. Fine. However, for some reoson, the boby seemed to be in o hoppy

mood thot night; his big round eyes kept dorting oll over the room excitedly. He didn't look like he wos sleepy ot oll.

As she tried to get the boby to sleep, Leonno hod olreody stifled o few yowns of her own. Yet, the boby wos still

floiling his orms oround ond giggling to himself.

"Are you trying to go ogoinst me?" Aidon reoched out to pinch the boby's cheek ployfully. The boby frowned ond

pushed his hond owoy before crowling into Leonno's orms. "Momo… hug me…" the boby cried. She lifted him into

her orms before turning to look ot Aidon. "Alright. Stop fooling oround with him. It will only moke it horder for him to

foll osleep," she soid.

"Is thot my foult?" Aidon grumbled.

"Well, is it not? You guys keep gloring ot eoch other! You should step oside. I'm sure the boby will foll osleep soon

ofter we let him ploy for o bit," Leonno stoted.

"I believe Miss Woodley is just in shock, Mr. Woodley. Don't worry—" Lachlan's underling muttered.