What? I Actually Reincarnated As Stepping Stone In Another World? Chapter 5 A Precious But Forgotten Past, Charlotte's Arrival

'Boom boom'

The red Ferrari was moving very fast and ran through the traffic light.

Fortunately, the traffic was light and relatively quiet at this ti.

However, so vehicles were still visible in the traffic lane, and those who were surprised to see the Ferrari speeding away scolded loudly, "Damn! That car is moving so fast! Does the driver want to die quickly?"

The driver who was scolded by the people did not listen to or care about the people's scolding.

Now her mind is full of restlessness, anxiety, and various other negative expressions.

"I need to get there as soon as possible!" She muttered to herself.

The driver of the red Ferrari was an extrely beautiful woman, a top-tier beauty only slightly lower than the most beautiful woman in the capital, Luna Asvart!

Her perfectly sculpted face looks so intoxicating. Her red eyes can make people who stare at them for too long fall in love. Her long black hair flowed down to her slender waist. Her huge breasts could not be hidden by her loose clothes, making all the won who did not thrive in that area gnash their teeth in envy!

However, what makes her look special and different from other won is her ice-cold face and her long legs!

With her height of 1.78 ters, she looks very tall compared to other won.

Those long, beautiful legs make her very tall!

If the n out there saw her in black stockings, they'd probably drool over her and salivate at the prospect of licking her legs.

If Zayn was here and saw it, he would probably say, "Just what my ex-fiancée was hoping for! So hot!"

Yes, she is Charlotte, Zayn's fiancée, or rather, his ex-fiancée.

Her beautiful and cold face was now full of sadness.

She had just co ho from work to find that the city that the governnt had planned to build an economic center in had been canceled. Her shocked father imdiately collapsed and was taken to the hospital, where it was reported that he had a heart attack.

Fortunately, he could still be saved.

Her mother was also not in a good condition; she looked stressed and more lethargic.

However, she didn't care about her family, either her own father or mother.

Yes, she hated both of them for a long ti because they always considered her to be different from their own daughter.

They treated her like an item that could be bought and sold!

Was it because she was a daughter that those who were hoping for a son beca dissatisfied and hated her? Or maybe she's not their real daughter? Such questions often popped into her mind.

Although she was now the president of her family's company and had brought glory to it, it was all because she was his fiancée.

Yes, what she was worried about was the news that the Welston family broke off the engagent with her!

However, it wasn't because she was anxious about losing her status as company president or anything else, it was because Zayn Welston was the only person she loved and her prince who saved her no longer her fiancé.

Now, her beautiful face had beco dull, and she thought wildly, "No, no! You can't divorce our engagent, you can't leave !" Charlotte muttered, and her red eyes looked terrifying at this mont.

"This can't be happening! There must have been a mistake; there must have been a misunderstanding!"

"That's right! There's no way our engagent can be broken off, and he loves so much that there's no way we're getting divorced, right."

"Just yesterday he asked out for a date the day after tomorrow, so this might not be true." The more Charlotte thought, the more she looked for reasons to justify her thoughts.

If Zayn was aware of Charlotte's thoughts, he would probably complain, "Auntie, don't you hate ; how co you suddenly love ?!"

Maybe because Charlotte always put on a cold face and looked at others indifferently, that's why Zayn didn't realize that she loved him so much, even so long ago.

She couldn't express herself in front of Zayn because she was nervous, so she just wore the sa cold face she wore towards others towards Zayn.

She herself realized that she shouldn't be like this towards the person she loved, but because either she was nervous or because of her parents' cruel treatnt of her as a child, she had a hard ti letting go of her cold face.

Plus, she had no experience with love, and no friends to talk to about it. This frustrated her during her relationship with Zayn.

And she had anxiety that Zayn might get tired of her and leave her.

Now, suddenly, the news that her engagent had been canceled by the Welston family made her almost crazy and scared.

She loves Zayn very much. She doesn't want Zayn to leave her.

"If... that really happened, maybe I could tie him up and kidnap him..." A dangerous thought appeared in her mind.

"Yeah! Great idea! We'll stay together forever!"

"However, what if he doesn't want to?" Hum~" Charlotte held her small chin while driving and thinking of a terrifying plan!

"Maybe I'm going to be a bit harsh, fufufu~" She giggled, and her eyes were like crescent moons.

Dangerous and frightening thoughts appear one after the other; her fear of losing Zayn causes her to lose her sanity while thinking.

No one really cared about her; even her parents only used her for their benefit.

Only he was ever concerned about her.

Mainly, he was her hero when she was little. Her cold face giggled at the thought of that handso boy.

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"Hey, look, look! This girl's eyes are very strange! They are blood-red, just like vampires! It's scary, haha!" A chubby boy pointed to a crying girl on the ground and said to his friends.

"Yeah! So scary! How can there be eyes so red like that? Hahaha" Several other little boys agreed with the fat boy's words and laughed.

"Wooo Woo, you're so an!" The little girl lowered her head and cried, sobbing.

A little girl was very sad because the children always bullied and mocked her because her eyes were red.

Every ti she plays on the swing alone in the playground, the children always make fun of her and make her cry.

However, she couldn't fight against them because she was just a little girl, so she could only cry bitterly.

She didn't have any friends because they would get scared when they saw her blood-red eyes. So, she just played alone in the playground..

Her parents always scolded her and didn't care about her, so she often went out to play by herself.

Nobody loves her at all.

The girl thought in her heart and was so sad. However, the boys seed to ignore her request and kept making fun of her.

"Hey! What did you do to her!"

Suddenly an angry voice rang in the little girl's ears, and the girl turned towards the sound.

The little girl looked in the direction of the voice and saw a very handso boy heading towards her, but the boy's face looked angrily at the children who were bullying her.

"Bullying little girls? You guys are so cowardly, aren't you?" The handso boy ca in front of the little girl and turned his back on her.

Seeing that the handso boy was defending her, she sohow felt very safe, and her heart was beating very fast.

It was the first ti soone had helped her, but would he leave her after seeing her red eyes?

Sohow she felt very afraid that the handso boy had also left her.

Even though it was the first ti they t, the little girl was already scared in her heart.

Maybe this is what is called a very deep psychological wound.

The handso boy did not know the complex thoughts of the little girl.

He was taking a walk to relax his mind after finishing the old man's hell training, and thinking about it gave him goosebumps all over his body.

Suddenly, he saw so boys making fun of a little girl on the playground!

Of course, he thoughtlessly rushed over to them and protected her.

"So what? What does it have to do with you?" The fat boy challenged the handso boy and spoke lightly.

"Yes, yes! What's the matter with you?" So of the fat boy's friends enthusiastically supported him.

Suddenly, the handso boy locked his gaze on the fat boy, making him nervous and his legs tremble.

He felt like he was being stared at by a wild animal!

How can a boy of the sa age have that kind of gaze—he's a child, right?

The question popped into the fat boy's mind.

However, because he felt that he had friends and the handso boy was alone, he felt a little calm and sneered at the handso boy, "What do you want? We are more than one person; can you stop us from bullying that strange girl?"

"Strange girl? You're still young, but your mouth is so poisonous, well, I'll teach you in place of your parents." The handso boy snorted at the fat boy's words and spoke lightly.

The handso boy smiled lightly and said excitedly, "Incidentally, I went through hell training with that old butler, so now I think I can release my stress on you guys."

The fat boy was furious at being teased by the handso boy and said to his friends, "You guys! Let's teach him a lesson!"

"Co on!" So of the boys shouted excitedly.

The little girl who saw that the handso boy was about to be beaten up felt very sad, and she burst into tears.

pαndα,noνɐ1,сoМ "You! You leave imdiately! Don't get hurt!" The little girl said this while crying.

She felt guilty now that, because of her, the handso boy would get hurt!

This handso boy shouldn't have helped her and got unlucky, like her parents always told her.

However, the handso boy still didn't leave, and he soon set his eyes on the little girl and smiled gently.

"Don't worry, you stay behind and watch . I will defeat them soon."

"By the way... Your red eyes are very beautiful, like a sapphire that is carefully sculpted; I like it."

After the handso boy said this, he imdiately confronted the naughty boy.

The little girl was stunned and frozen at the handso boy's words: "He said that my eyes are beautiful? Like carefully chiseled sapphires?"

Rembering the handso boy's gentle smile and his words made the girl go a little crazy.

It was the first ti soone had said such a thing to her, because usually they would stay away from her and make fun of her.

Her face flushed, and her heart skipped a beat for the first ti.

She didn't know what it was, but it made her drunk and want to get closer to the handso boy.

Looking at the handso boy's small back, she felt a sense of safety for the first ti.

"He looks like the hero of the book, the handso prince!"

The little girl thought wildly, and the seed of an obsessive nature arose in her.

"All of you, co on forward! I'll finish you all!" The handso boy walked quickly and said excitedly.

One minute later

"This is all you brats are capable of?" Seeing the boys who were battered and lying on the ground, the handso boy shook his head and sighed in annoyance because he thought he could vent his frustrations after training, but they were all beaten in less than a minute, which was so boring.

The handso boy looked at the fat boy, who was crying and lying on the ground, then smiled and squatted in front of the boy.

"So, how was it? Still want to bully that little girl?" The handso boy smiled handsoly, but what the fat boy saw was like a demonic smile.

"N-no, we won't bully her anymore! We're sorry, Wooo." The fat boy begged and cried hysterically.

The first ti he was at a disadvantage, but now he knew that he was wrong for bullying the little girl.

The handso boy smiled with satisfaction at being able to teach them a good lesson.

Soon, he told the fat boy and the other boys to apologize to the girl.

Of course, they agreed and rushed to the girl's side, profusely apologizing.

"We are sorry for our bad behavior!" They said it together and bowed their heads.

The little girl was shocked and looked at the handso boy in a daze as if she didn't know what to do.

She hadn't had any friends for a long ti, so she didn't know how to respond to their apology.

The handso boy looked back at the little girl and smiled gently, which made the girl blush and bow her head.

Seeing that the little girl was not speaking, the battered boys were anxious and pleaded sadly.

"Wooo, we're sorry, please forgive us! If you want, you can hit us to avenge our bad behavior!" The fat boy cried and said sothing to the little girl.

He was afraid that if he didn't get forgiveness from the little girl, the demon would beat them up again!

If that happened, maybe their parents wouldn't even recognize them at all!

The handso boy shook his head, then approached the little girl and asked gently, "Are you willing to forgive them?"

The girl's face flushed to the tips of her ears as the handso boy approached her, especially hearing his soft voice, which made her obsessed.

However, soon she saw that the battered boys were pitiful, and she couldn't bear for them to be worse than this.

So she looked at the handso boy and said with a stamr, "I-it's okay! J-juts-forgive them."

The handso boy nodded lightly and looked at them.

"Well, since she has forgiven you, you can leave."

The boys were very happy and thanked the little girl.

Soon they ran and left the playground.

The handso boy shrugged his shoulders and didn't care.

Soon the handso boy looked at the little girl gently and asked lightly, "Are you alright?"

The little girl nodded her head like a chicken, which looked very cute to the handso boy.

Suddenly, the boy unconsciously reached out his hand and stroked her beautiful black hair.

Sohow, seeing this poor girl reminded him of another little girl who was brought ho by his mother.

The girl really liked it when he stroked her head, so he unconsciously did that to the little girl in front of him.

The little girl froze in shock and didn't move.

Her face felt very hot, and her heart was beating very fast again.

However, she felt a different feeling, like she was being pampered, and she was addicted to this feeling.

Every day, she was always scolded and never felt this kind of feeling.

She closed her eyes and tried to enjoy the handso boy's strokes.

Suddenly, the handso boy ca to his senses and pulled his hand from the little girl's hair.

"I'm sorry for being rude."

"Looking at you reminds of my sister at ho, who loves to have her head stroked."

"So, I unknowingly did that to you. I'm sorry, hahaha," the handso boy quickly explained, fearing that the little girl would misunderstand and laugh awkwardly.

The little girl imdiately ca to her senses and tried to force a smile on her little face, saying, "It's okay! I don't bla you, hehehe."

"After all, you saved , and I believe you're a good person!" The little girl's softly smile appeared on her little face, but she felt a sense of disappointnt and reluctance when the boy didn't stroke her anymore.

She really liked the feeling, which made her feel very comfortable.

The handso boy imdiately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled softly. Fortunately, this little girl was very reasonable and kind.

The little girl imdiately thought and subconsciously asked the handso boy, "Just now, you said that you reminded of your little sister, so you stroked my hair?" The little girl's red eyes showed strong curiosity.

Sohow, she was eager to hear the answer from the handso boy.

The handso boy didn't feel anything strange about the little girl's question and smiled gently, "Yes! You remind of my little sister back ho, hahaha," he explained excitedly, scratching his nose in embarrassnt.

The little girl smiled and nodded her head, understanding. However, behind her smile, she held a strong sense of envy and hatred for the first ti.

She didn't understand why she felt this way, her simple mind couldn't recognize it.

She could only hate the figure of the handso boy's little sister because she could be protected and loved by him.

The bullying she received because of her red eyes made her self-esteem very low, and she could not fight back at all. The people closest to her always make fun of her; her parents don't seem to care much about her, and even other children make fun of her, like the boys who started her.

In terms of appearance, this little girl is very cute and funny, especially with her innocent little face and her long, straight black hair that reaches the back of her shoulders. The pink headband on top of her hair adds to her cuteness.

However, her red eyes that look different make all her cute appearance seem lost to others, and they only see the little girl's red eyes.

The handso boy thought that if this little girl grew up to adulthood, she would be a very beautiful woman in the future. He even thinks this little girl is no less beautiful than his childhood friend, who often plays with him.

The handso boy imdiately asked the little girl carefully, "Are they bullying you because of... those red eyes of yours?"

The girl was stunned and forgot that her red eyes always made people make fun of her.

Although the handso boy said that her eyes were very beautiful, she was afraid if it was just to comfort her while being bullied by the boys.

Soon she lowered her head and grasped the hem of her skirt nervously.

She was afraid that the handso boy's words were a lie, and she felt like crying out loud if it turned out to be a lie.

Her heart felt like it was being squeezed hard, and tears stread down her cheeks.

She nodded her head with difficulty.

The handso boy seed to see the little girl's anxiety; he suddenly hugged her and stroked her hair.

"I'm sorry for suddenly asking that."

"You've suffered all this ti, haven't you?" With pity, the handso boy stroked her hair gently while hugging her.

He knew that this little girl, who was probably two years younger than him, had already experienced such a bad thing.

Seeing her like this made him unable to bear it, because he saw her as the little girl his mother had brought him back then.

He was also confused as to why those boys were making fun of her beautiful eyes like that.

In fact, her eyes appeared to be one-of-a-kind and even extrely beautiful, like a carefully carved gem.

The handso boy thought about it and looked into the little girl's eyes.

The little girl's anxiety was swept away like the wind, and she felt very happy hearing the handso boy's worries.

Imdiately she hugged the handso boy back and cried loudly, as if releasing all her burden and anxiety.

The little girl told the handso boy everything that had happened to her.

The handso boy smiled and listened to her problems, then comforted her gently, making her affection for him grow to the extre!

After the little girl had had her fill of crying and venting all her troubles, she soon realized that she was holding the handso boy tightly.

Her face imdiately turned as red as an apple, but she did not let go of the handso boy's embrace and continued to enjoy the warm embrace.

She soon realized that she didn't know the handso boy's na, nor did she tell him hers.

"Big Brother, I forgot to tell you my na!"

"My na is Charlotte, big brother!" The little girl introduced herself excitedly while burying her head in the handso boy's chest.

"Charlotte? What a beautiful and suitable na for you." The handso boy smiled gently and stroked the little girl's silky hair.

The handso boy was surprised that the little girl called him "Big Brother," but he didn't think much of it.

He also did not let go of the little girl's embrace and praised her na.

"Hehe~ By the way, what's your na, big brother?" The little girl raised her head, and her red eyes looked at the handso boy's eyes curiously.

Seeing her beautiful and curious red eyes, the handso boy imdiately pinched her chubby cheeks and said with a smile, "My na is Zayn, Zayn Welston!"

The girl's eyes lit up like stars as she murmured softly, "Brother Zayn, brother Zayn~"

...

"Ahh~ Brother Zayn~ You seem to have forgotten , honey~"

Charlotte, who opened the car door of her red Ferrari, looked at the door of Zayn's private mansion and said softly.

"We will always be together, my sweetheart~" She imdiately walked in with a smile on her sexy lips.