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After Charlotte got back to Brocade Retreat, she first went to check on Charlie in his room. After a while, there was finally some news from Javier: “Sorry, Lottie, I wasn’t ignoring you. My mom got worse again.”
Charlotte saw the message and replied right away: “Is godmother okay?”
Javier: <b>“</b>It’s okay, I’m already getting treatment. Everything’s fine on your end, right?”
Charlotte: “No, don’t worry, just take care of godmother.”
Hearing footsteps outside the door, she put away her phone.
Charlotte walked out of the bedroom and heard voices in the living room. She walked over and stopped <i>at </i>the partition before getting close, and already smelled a strong scent of alcohol.
I saw two bodyguards helping Jaxson sit on the couch. He leaned back, with his thumb and fingers apart, pressing and rubbing his brow.
Cynthia put his suit jacket on the back of the sofa chair, “How about I ask the caregiver to make you some hangover soup?”
He kept his eyes closed, “No need.”
The bodyguards looked at each other. A nurse? No way, it had to be-
The two happened to see Charlotte behind the partition, nodded, “Mrs. Hamilton.”
Cynthia turned to look at her.
Charlotte choked for a second, her face nk. “Don’t look at me, I’m not a nurse.”
She turned around and left.
The bodyguard watched her walk away and muttered under his breath, “Mrs. Hamilton was a bit heartless, wasn’t she?”
“Sigh, if this happened to any woman, she could only…”
Before he finished speaking, after Cynthia shot them a re, the two quickly shut up.
Jaxson suddenly opened his eyes, puffed out his cheeks, and said, “You guys go back.”
After the three left, Jaxson loosened the button on his shirt cor, got up, and staggered back to
his room.
Not long after, Charlotte heard something break next door.
But for a long time, I didn’t hear anyone’s footstepsing.
She opened the door, walked to Jaxson’s bedroom, knocked on the door, and said, “Jaxson! If you want to act drunk, do it outside!”
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Charlotte twisted the doorknob, pushed the door open, and saw a man copsed by the bed. He was leaning against the bed, sitting with one leg bent. There was a broken ss next to him, and the floor was all wet.
And his palms were all covered with bloody shards of ss.
Charlotte just zoned out for a second, saw the blood still running from his palm, didn’t think too much, and used the room phone to call the front desk nurse for a medical kit.
She hung up the phone and went over to check the wound on his palm.
Jaxson slowly looked up, a ripple in his dark
eyes, “Didn’t you want me dead?”
She nced at him, frowned, and said, “If you want to die, do it somewhere else. At least don’t die in front of a doctor.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the man grabbed her with his other hand and held her tightly against his chest.
Charlotte pushed him away without thinking, but couldn’t move him. “I’m showing you the wound, but that doesn’t mean you can take advantage of me!”
He lifted the corners of his mouth, his voice hoarse, “I’m in so much pain I could die, how could I be in the mood to take advantage of you. Besides, you’re my wife, can’t I just hold you for a bit?”
In the tight crowd, she clenched her teeth stiffly, “Can you
“Charlotte, didn’t you say our marriage had no love?”
Charlotte suddenly froze.
let.
go
of me first!”
Jaxson rested his forehead on her shoulder, wrapped her up in his arms, and said, “Then let’s have a marriage with feelings.”
Charlotte was dazed for a long time.
She waited for Jaxson to fall in love with her, and waited for six whole years.
Ironically, now she got what she wanted, but the price was she lost her parents.
When she loved him, he just scoffed at her. Now he was talking about love with her again. So what did all those past grievances even mean?
She couldn’t swallow this, and she just wasn’t willing to give up!
Jaxson looked up, rubbed her cheek with his palm, and when he couldn’t help wanting to kiss her, she turned her head to avoid his lips.
He froze and didn’t move.
The heat in those eyes faded in an instant, then he let go of her. His voice was hoarse, “Sorry.”
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Hearing the hurried footsteps outside the door, Charlotte got up quickly.
The caregiver came in with the medicine box, saw this scene, and really got a scare.
She wanted to step up and take care of the wound, but Jaxson’s bloody hand pulled <i>away </i>from her and looked at Charlotte, “You do it.”
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