Chapter 1072

Before she could even do so, Charles stepped into the threshold. He was wearing a khaki shirt and trousers, in the warm, earthy tones that he favored, but this time, he seemed to be carrying an air of exhaustion with him. As the door creaked open, casting a sliver of the dark night into the room, Charles stepped into the light that illuminated his face and the look of weariness upon it. Wendy had never seen her son look so worn out before. It was as though the day's events had stirred something deep within it. For the first time ever, Wendy could see a flicker of something different within him. It was love. It was true devotion. Wendy felt a twinge of pain shoot through her. A voice materialized in her head and whispered to her, "Let him." Let him do what he wants. Tears brimmed in Wendy's eyes as the voice echoed over and over. This was her only son, the son who had always made her proud and had always been affectionate and respectful toward her. How could she take his happ