Divorce Time

Chapter 47

Footsteps echoed from outside. Thome was back.

“Daddy!”

“Hmm.” Thorne entered and went to the bedside.

Seeing him, Charlene tried to put Jasmine down to make room for Thorne, but Jasmine clung to her, reaching out for her dad.

Thorne came closer and lifted Jasmine into his arms.

Holding Jasmine close, Charlene could catch the familiar scent of his cologne. But mingled with that familiar smell was a light whiff of ,women’s perfume. She had caught a whiff of this on Vesta at the dinner bash earlier.

Charlene turned away, rising to put some distance between them, stopping when the scents faded.

Adorned with a sleek watch, Thorne gently touched Jasmine’s forehead with his wrist before he looked at Charlene. “How’s her fever? Did it go down a bit?”

Charlene relayed the doctor’s words. “It’s shifted from a high to a low fever, but it’s still unstable. It might spike again.”

Jasmine on the bed while Jasmine snuggled into his arms, unwilling to leave. But she frowned, “Daddy, your jacket is

She caught it reflexively, holding it close until the mixed perfumes hit

jacket would have felt like a cherished moment of happiness she wouldn’t want to

the jacket aside and told

perk up a bit. Hearing about the soup, she

Thorne’s gaze fell on the suit jacket she’d left

other ingredients. Twenty minutes later, she emerged from the

Charlene went upstairs.

the hallway, on the phone

Did Vesta genuinely

her gaze and entered Jasmine’s

her treatment, sweating profusely. Latonia was gently wiping her down.

Jasmine personally. That had always

shook her head.

didn’t read too much into it, quietly helping Jasmine change into

the couch and