Divorce Time

Chapter 173

After Jasmine left, Charlene found her book and, instead of heading back to her room, she took it to the second–floor bay window to read.

Half an hour later, Irma came up with a steaming cup of tea for her. “Charlene, so this is where you’ve been hiding.”

Charlene put down her book and stood to take the cup. “Grandma, you didn’t have to bring it up yourself. You could have just called me down.”

“You’re still recovering. It’s better if you don’t walk around too much.” Irma settled into another armchair, her tone laced with annoyance. “I thought of asking Thorne to bring it up, but he’s been holed up in his study, tapping away at his keyboard. It’s the weekend, and I don’t understand what could be so urgent.”

Earlier in the dining room, Thorne had been outlining some project details to Vesta, likely explaining his preference for working in his study.

harlene, without a word, started sipping her tea.

The weather had turned cold, so the tea wasn’t too hot. Charlene gulped it down quickly, making Irma frown. “That’s quite bitter, dear. Take it slow.”

Charlene set down her cup. “It’s not too bad.”

Irma offered her a glass of water and a piece of candy to wash it down, but Charlene declined.

was almost ready, and Charlene,

went downstairs

and Jasmine

off to the company again. No job should be working

of a car leaving. Thorne must have gone to

pouted, lying on Charlene’s lap. “Daddy didn’t take

did, the whole of Neural Nexus Tech would know he

he let Vesta face such gossip?

“Mommy’s still not well. Go sit

mumbled an

awake past ten and

she found out Thorne hadn’t come home that

excellent, and Charlene was almost fully

Ableson prescribe two more rounds of strength and vitality–boosting

how to

to school, Charlene declined, “Mommy didn’t bring the car back, maybe next time.”

Jasmine suggested, “Then take Daddy’s car. I’ll call him, he’ll definitely agree.”