Divorce Time

Chapter 94

That is to say, she was tasked with looking after Jasmine every weekend.

For reasons understood or not, it had indeed become more frequent for Thorne to be with Jasmine in the past couple of years.

Now, whether Thorne had personal engagements or truly unavoidable commitments, if he wasn’t available, it fell to Charlene to step in and take Jasmine under her wing.

Charlene returned to the townhouse.

During dinner, she casually asked Jasmine where she’d like to go over the weekend.

After a moment of thought, Jasmine shook her head, “I don’t really want to go anywhere special”

Charlene knew that Jasmine wasn’t short on places she wanted to visit; she just liked spending her weekends with Thorne and Vesta more. Now that neither of them was around, Jasmine’s interest in doing anything else had really dropped off.

Not wanting to press the issue, Charlene offered a different activity, “How about horseback riding?”

It had been a while since Jasmine had last ridden a horse. At the mention, her interest was piqued, and she eagerly nodded, “Yes, please!”

Charlene took Jasmine to the

arriving and getting changed, Charlene overheard Jasmine chatting with the riding instructor, her back turned, “My dad and Vesta are both amazing at horseback riding, really cool too. It’s just too bad they couldn’t come with

at the entrance, not wanting to

stood up to greet her, “Ms. Ross.”

and the instructor offered, “I’ll

thank you,” Charlene

horseback riding, she usually paid more attention to Jasmine on their past visits and hardly rode herself. It had been about three to four years since she last really

on the horse, she confidently took the reins and, with a flick of the

laps, Charlene went to check on

at the

they were there

Soon after, Jasmine and Vesta mounted a horse together, with Jasmine in front

horses walked side by side, the trio atop them chatting and laughing, appearing for all the world like a close–knit family.

away, without noticing her, Charlene withdrew her gaze and turned to

out of her riding gear and taking a moment to rest, Thorne’s