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.”

the bed while Jasmine snuggled into his arms, unwilling to leave. But

took off his jacket and handed it to Charlene. She caught it reflexively, holding

cherished moment of happiness she wouldn’t want to

placed the jacket aside and told Jasmine, “I’ll go

Hearing about the

watching her leave, Thorne’s gaze fell on the suit jacket she’d

starting the soup, Charlene began preparing other ingredients. Twenty minutes later, she emerged from the kitchen with

went upstairs.

the hallway, on the phone by a window. “Her fever has

talking to Vesta? Did Vesta genuinely care about

her gaze and entered

her treatment, sweating profusely. Latonia was gently wiping her

assuming Charlene wanted to tend to Jasmine personally. That had always

shook her

much into it, quietly helping Jasmine change into dry

Charlene sat on the couch and asked, “Did the