"I... I..." Facing her brother, Margaret stammered and didn't know what to say.
Seeing her expression, Jack pushed his sister aside and barged into the bathroom.
His eyes widened when he saw the dishevelled, bearded man in the bathtub.
He had thought of various situations, but he had never thought of this situation.
"What is this?" Jack said with a frown as he was about to use his hand to push the hair away from Charles' face.
Margaret rushed in and quickly knocked her brother's hand away, blocking him with her hands outstretched. "No!"
She didn't know what her brother would do if he found out who Charles was, but it certainly wouldn't be good.
Looking at his nervous sister, Jack spread his hands and shrugged. "In that case, I can only tell my father about this. You know his character. If he knew..."
"Brother, I beg you, don't tell him about this."
"Then first of all, tell me who this man is. I can't let someone whose origins I don't know stay in our house."
"He's a good man. I've known him for a long time. Just do me a favor this time and help me keep his secret, okay? And as you said, you're on my side."
Looking at his sister's red eyes, Jack touched his beard, sighed, turned around and waved his hand gently, "Take that man with you and follow me."
"Where to?"
"You'll know when you go. Of course you don't have to go. I'm looking forward to seeing what expression my father will have if he finds him."
Margaret quickly helped Charles up and said to the maid next to him, "Gina, bring the towel over."
The two siblings came out of the Governor's Mansion and walked around the bustling island center for a few minutes. Then the car stopped in front of a quiet two-story building with a garden.
Jack, who was sitting in the passenger seat, closed the door and walked straight in. "This place is nice. Not many people come here usually. It's just right for you."
"Brother, where are we from here?" Margaret helped the dazed Charles in.
The decoration of the whole room is simple and elegant, with a unique style, black marble floor tiles and milky leather sofas.
The interior is dominated by black and white, with a small amount of blue used as a blend, giving people a feeling of neat lines, clarity and freshness.
"I used to hide women here, but now I'm giving it to you to hide men. Am I a competent and generous brother? I used to think that our personalities were not like siblings, but now it seems that we are really similar."
Margaret pursed her lips and finally held back her rebuttal. She helped Charles sit down on the sofa beside her.
"Brother, could you please find another doctor? He has some injuries."
"Okay, got it. I'll go look for it later." Jack kept looking at the two of them.
"Brother, please go quickly, I beg you, his injury is really serious."
"This is my house, what's wrong with me staying for a while?"
Finally, after Margaret's repeated persuasion, Jack stood up helplessly and walked towards the door next to him. "Alas, I am really just a tool, thrown away after use."
When Jack walked out the door, there were only two people left in the room.
Margaret's heart beat fast as she looked at the face so close to her.
After taking a guilty look outside the door, Margaret stretched out her arms stiffly and hugged him. After a while of tenderness, she raised her head and looked at Charles' face.
"Mr. Charles, don't worry, I will definitely cure you no matter what."
Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, Margaret's past events flashed through her mind.
Suddenly, she stretched forward and kissed him directly. For a moment, she felt the whole world was quiet. Her heart felt dizzy as if she had drunk alcohol, but also very comfortable.
Jack stood outside his residence with a frown on his face, smoking a cigar. When he was about to finish his second cigar, he said to the empty left side, "Find out his details as soon as possible. I want to know who he is and how he knows Margaret."
The breeze blew gently in his ears, and no one nearby answered.
"One more thing." Jack threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and stepped on it. "Send a few people in to keep an eye on him. If he makes any move to hurt my sister, kill him and throw him into the sea."
The next morning, Margaret, smiling, trotted out of the Governor's Palace holding a small box.
But as soon as she came out, she met Daniel who had just got off the car.
"My little princess, where are you going?" The smiling Governor of Hefang Island opened his arms towards his daughter.
Taking advantage of the hug, Margaret thought of an excuse and immediately said with a smile: "Father, Mary asked me to go to see a new play, so I won't be home for lunch today."
Daniel looked at his departing daughter with some confusion. He always felt that his daughter was a little strange today.
Margaret brought her things to the two-story building. As soon as she opened the bedroom door, she saw the head maid Gina, who looked a little tired.
"How was he, was he okay last night?"
Gina yawned and shook her head. "No, he's very quiet at night, but he says something incomprehensible from time to time."
"That's good. Go back and have a rest. I have asked the housekeeper for leave for you."
"Miss, if you are alone with him, will you..."
"It's okay, go and rest." Margaret pushed her outside.
After seeing the maid leave, Margaret carefully helped Charles up and took out the food she had made from the box.
Seeing him eat it bite by bite, Margaret showed a relieved smile on her face. She talked while feeding him.
"Mr. Charles, the doctor told me yesterday that the injury on your shoulder is fine, but the injury on your brain is a bit complicated. But it doesn't matter, there is still hope of recovery. If possible, then-"
Margaret stopped talking halfway through her sentence, her face slightly red as she continued feeding.
When all the food was eaten, she fidgeted for a few minutes with a blush on her face, and then hung her body on Charles again.
Listening to the heartbeat, Margaret showed a faint smile on her face.
After a few seconds, she simply took off her shoes and crawled on Charles.
At this time in the Governor's Mansion, Jack was sitting behind his desk with a serious face, dealing with some things.
At this moment, a deep voice sounded in his ears: "The information of the one-armed man has been found. He is the missing Governor Charles of Hope Island."
Jack was stunned at first, and then his face showed ecstasy. "Are you sure?"
"The lady gave him a haircut and beard trim today, and he looks exactly like the pictures released by Hope Island."
"Haha, my dear sister, you are really amazing. You actually picked him up."
(End of this chapter)