Jaxson took a sip of soup <b>and </b>asked her, <b>“</b>What’s wrong<b>, </b>don’t <b>you </b><b>like </b>it?”
She <b>came </b>to her senses, closed the lid, ‘No, I <b>quite </b><b>like </b>it, <b>thank </b><b>you</b>.”
He furrowed his brow <b>and said </b>in a gentle tone, Don’t <b>be </b>polite <b>with </b><b>me</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
At that moment, his phone rang.
It’s Caroline’s <b>nanny’s </b>phone.
He hung up, but the other person called back.
He picked up the phone and answered impatiently, “What’s <b>up</b>?”
Mr. Hamilton! Ms. Warrenmitted suicide<b>!</b><b>” </b>
The nanny’s voice was neither loud nor soft, but in the quiet living room, Charlotte could still <b>hear </b>it.
Carolinemitted suicide, she <b>really </b>didn’t believe it…
Jaxson suddenly went silent, looking at Charlotte.
Charlotte smiled without changing her expression, “You go.”
“Charlotte,” he hesitated for a moment, then said firmly, “I’ll take <b>care </b><b>of </b><b>her </b><b>as </b>soon <b>as </b>possible, just wait for me.”
He picked up his suit jacket, put it on, and left.
Watching the door slowly close, Charlotte’s smile faded. She picked up <b>her </b>phone and sent a <b>message </b>to Anna, telling her <b>to </b>take a <b>day </b>off the <b>day </b>after
tomorrow.
When Jaxson arrived <i>at </i>Caroline’s <b>ce</b>, he saw the nanny outside the bathroom <b>scared </b>out of her wits, <b>frantically </b>calling <b>for </b>an ambnce.
He walked into the bathroom and saw Caroline lying in the bathtub, with <b>her </b><b>arm </b>stretched out, the wound on her wrist bleeding profusely<b>, </b>staining everything red.
“Caroline<b>!</b><b>” </b><b>Jaxson </b>walked to the bathtub and called for the nanny to bring the <b>spare </b>first aid kit.
The nanny snapped out <b>of </b><b>it </b>and quickly went to find help. She <b>pressed </b>on Caroline’s wound with her hand to <b>stop </b>the bleeding, and then continued to try to wake her up.
Caroline slowly opened her eyes<b>,</b><b>“</b><b>Jaxson</b>… don’t save me<b>, </b><b>I </b><b>deserve </b>this… take <b>care </b>of Collin for <b>me</b>.<b>” </b>
The nanny brought the first aid kit. Jaxson tore a strip of cloth with his blood–stained <b>hands </b>and tied it tightly <b>around </b><b>her </b><b>wrist</b>.“Don’t talk doctor will be here soon.”
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