The moment she spoke those words, Charlotte's expression turned truly worried.
Her brows slowly pulled together, and her eyes searched Elena's face, quietly asking for reassurance.
Her fingers tightened slightly around the fabric of her dress, as if she was holding onto something fragile.
However, Elena just stared at her.
Her gaze stayed fixed on Charlotte, completely dumbfounded.
'What in the gods' grace was she even talking about?'
'Vivian leaving her… just because she had gained a little fat on her belly?'
'And that too wasn't even natural weight, it was because of her pregnancy.' Elena's thoughts grew more and more confused as she looked at Charlotte.
Her expression slowly shifted, her lips pressing together as if she was trying to hold something in.
But then….
"Hahahah!"
She suddenly burst into laughter, bending slightly as she clutched her stomach.
Her shoulders shook, and her laughter echoed softly through the quiet garden path.
"Mother…?"
