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 she frowned,

it to Charlene. She caught it reflexively, holding it close until the mixed perfumes hit her, reminding her

jacket would have felt like a cherished moment

casually placed the jacket aside and

parents at home, Jasmine seemed to perk up a bit. Hearing about the

the

starting the soup, Charlene began preparing other ingredients. Twenty minutes later,

Charlene went

a corner on the second floor, she saw Thorne at the end of the hallway, on the phone by a window. “Her fever has gone down. No need to worry.” he said.

Did Vesta genuinely care about Jasmine?

and entered

fallen asleep after her treatment, sweating profusely. Latonia was gently wiping her

offered her the towel, assuming Charlene wanted to tend to Jasmine personally. That had

shook her head.

too much into it, quietly helping Jasmine

on the couch and asked, “Did the