<b>Chapter </b><b>350 </b>
<b>Jaxson </b>tightened his grip on <b>the </b><b>tea </b>cup, his voice low <b>and </b><b>hoarse</b>, “Do I look like <b>I’m </b><b>protecting </b><b>her</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
“Ms. Warren <b>herself </b>said that <b>you </b>wouldn’t interfere in <b>her </b><b>affairs</b><b>, </b>and she said <b>you </b>dislike people from the Sutton <b>family</b>. <b>Even </b>if I <b>did </b>something to <b>the </b>Sutton family<b>, </b>you wouldn’t me her<b>!</b><b>” </b>
<b>Heather </b>also said truthfully, if it <b>weren’t </b>for <b>Caroline’s </b><b>assurance </b>back then, <b>would </b>she <b>dare </b>to <b>do </b>it?
As soon <b>as </b>she finished speaking, <b>the </b><b>man </b><b>fell </b><bpletely </b><b>silent</b>.
The atmosphere in the private room was <b>dead </b>silent.
He didn’t <b>say </b>anything, Heather didn’t dare to speak either. After <b>a </b>few minutes, Jaxson let her go.
After Heather left the <b>box</b>, <b>she </b><b>finally </b><b>breathed </b><b>a </b><b>sigh </b><b>of </b><b>relief</b>, thinking, “I wasn’t betraying Ms. Warren, I was just looking out <b>for </b><b>myself</b>!”
Jaxson sat on the sofa for a long time, with a shadow over his face and feeling a bit down.
In the <b>eyes </b>of outsiders, did he <b>really </b>spoil Caroline like that?
Charlotte saw him the same <i>way</i><i>… </i>
So she would…
Hate him.
He <b>couldn’t </b>tell whether the pain wasing from the wound on his waist <b>or </b>his chest, but he just didn’t <b>feel </b><b>very </bfortable <b>overall</b>.
Cynthia nced at him.
Just realized how ridiculous I was for letting that green tea slide. Can’t even be bothered to be mad!
Jaxson didn’t get back to Havenwood Apartments untilte. The living room light was <b>off</b>, so he <b>turned </b>on the hidden light and went to the <b>bedroom</b>. When he tried to open the door, he found that it was locked.
He furrowed his brow.
Charlotte locked the door<b>, </b>not the first time.
I guess she still holds a grudge against her in her heart.
He didn’t knock on the door, didn’t n to wake <b>her </b>up, just <b>turned </b>around and went to the guest room.
The next morning, <b>Jaxson </b>walked past the <b>master </b>bedroom, thinking Charlotte was <b>already </b><b>awake</b>. He knocked <b>on </b>the <b>door</b><b>, </b>nning to <b>have </b><b>a </b>good <b>chat </b>with her.
But <b>the </b>knocking <b>went </b><b>on </b><b>for </b>a long time, with no <b>response</b>.
And <b>today </b><b>Anna </b><b>didn’t </b><be </b>to <b>work </b><b>either</b>.
<b>He </b><b>vaguely </b><b>sensed </b>something, <b>so </b>he <b>called </b><b>Anna </b><b>and </b>asked, “Did Mrs. <b>Hamilton </b><b>go </b>out yesterday?”
“Did Mrs. Hamilton <b>go </b>out? I <b>don’t </b>know, I just know <b>she </b>took two <b>days </b>off,” <b>Anna </b><b>said</b>.
Did Charlotte take two <b>days </b><b>off</b>?
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Jaxson hung up the phone and opened the door with a spare key.
“Charlotte!<b>” </b>
He pushed open the door, the bedding was neatly arranged, and the cosmetics on the dressing table were gone.
In the closet, besides the clothes he bought, all of Charlotte’s own clothes were gone.
Jaxson walked out of the bedroom, picked up his phone and made <b>a </b>call, but it was switched off.
She blocked him!
Walking into the living room, my eyesnded on the dining table. The jewelry box he gave me this morning was still sitting there untouched. As <b>I </b>turned my head, I noticed four crosses marked on the calendar, including today.
She said, Today is the day to buy a new car.
Ha, he really fell for it!
Suddenly,
a text message vibration sound came from inside a box.
Jaxson walked over, there was a divorce agreement in the box. He didn’t have time to open the agreement, his eyes were drawn to the phone on the side.
This phone was Charlotte’s.
Didn’t lock the screen.
He opened the message, it was a number he was not unfamiliar with.
Every word, like a knife stabbed in his heart, cuts deep.
“Charlotte, don’t think you can avoid me just because you’re not replying on WhatsApp. <b>Jaxson </b>got really worried after he found out <b>I </b>attempted suicide. He stayed with me all nightst night.”
“So what if you publicly shared your marriage certificate with Jaxson in the work group? The one who is not loved is the homewrecker<b>!</b><b>” </b>
“What’s with the silence? Your husband is with another woman, you must be heartbroken, right? I’m not trying to upset you, but why <b>are </b>you clinging to Jaxson?<b>” </b>
Jaxson read all the messages several times.
Every time, it felt like stabbing his heart.
His eyes were bloodshot, with a cold look, as if he wanted
“Don’t always talk about divorce. Divorce doesn’t scare me<b>.</b><b>” </b>
to
crush the phone.
“If she had something going on, you can forget about rxing with the Sutton family.”
“You’ve already got everything she couldn’t get, even if I <b>let </b>you endure her, <b>give </b>in to her, <b>you </b>still have <b>to </b><b>endure</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
Suddenly, those words he said to her echoed in my mind, and I realized how cruel I was to Charlotte.
Just like she said, even if he believed her once<b>… </b>
Even just once.