Divorce Time

Chapter 63

Imma hadn’t seen Thorne, and it was getting under her skin, leaving Jasmine feeling pretty down in the dumps, too.

But Charlene was the picture of calm amidst the storm, pouring Irma a cup of coffee with a serene expression, suggesting, “Maybe he’s caught up in something urgent and can’t break away.”

Irma was in a foul mood, calling it a night much earlier than usual.

Jasmine tried calling Thorne several times, but it was like talking to a brick wall. She got no answer,

The following morning dawned. When Charlene woke up, the bed beside her was empty. There was no sign of Jasmine anywhere.

After getting ready for the day, Charlene left her room to find the place eerily quiet.

Bored out of her mind because Thome was a no–show, Jasmine had someone take her to the city for excitement bright and early. And Irma? She caught a chill from the evening breeze the night before, ending up with a splitting headache in the wee hours, and had headed back to the Henderson Mansion before Charlene even stirred.

Not wanting to disturb her rest, they didn’t even bother to inform Charlene.

So, there was Charlene, the only guest in the huge Sapphire Springs Resort, except for the staff.

Jasmine sneaking off without a word probably meant she got some news from Thorne’s end, planning to meet with him and Vesta, and was worried

the hot spring under its protective cover offered a cozy refuge. There’s something special about soaking in the hot waters while reading a book and admiring the

herself. So, even with everyone gone, Charlene decided

was Sunday afternoon. Charlene planned to have dinner before heading home and got a call from Irma. “Charlene, I rang Thome in the morning, asking him to pick you

at Sapphire Springs

reached out, either, since she sneaked off the

Charlene wasn’t about to bother Irma

But

keep things simple, she lied, “Yes.”

relieved, Irma didn’t press further after Charlene inquired about her health, and they ended the

Resort as the sun dipped

was, waiting until

and a half from her home, and Charlene couldn’t wait longer. She arranged for a resort shuttle to take her back.

claim her on the ride home when her phone jolted her awake.

up, Charlene said, “Connie?”