Facade of Love

Chapter 347 His Birthday

I took a deep breath, feeling a pang of guilt wash over me. I had no clue today was Charlie’s birthday. He had hinted at wanting to grab dinner together tonight, but I had my hesitations and suggested we should hang out some other time instead.

He must have wanted me to join his birthday celebration. Regrettably, I just brushed him off.

As I stayed quiet, Inch’s voice broke through the silence on the other end of the line.” Something’s off with Sir today. His old caretakers say he has never been one for birthdays. But today, he had a cake made, just stared at it for a while, and then, without taking a single bite, he headed outside to watch the snow. He’s been out there for over two hours now, Ms. Scott. I’m at a loss for who to call. Lately, I’ve noticed he really enjoys your company. He sees you as a true friend. Could you talk to him? His well–being is at stake.”

I paused for a moment before responding, “Okay, I got it.”

Inch thanked me and hung up after hearing my answer.

I did not immediately call Charlie back. He had tried to reach out earlier, probably feeling down and wanting to chat, but I missed the signs, so he ended the call.

Calling him now would make it too obvious that Inch had filled me in.

Charlie had his pride. Knowing that Inch had shared this with me, he might not want to hear anything I would have to say.

mulled it over and decided to

hour later.

up. I parked and walked up to the gate, pressing the doorbell. It did not take long for someone to answer.

a look of surprise quickly giving way to a warm smile. “Ms. Scott, what are you doing

party it up for Mr. Yates’s birthday with you guys. What’s up? Don’t tell me I’m

Inch stepped aside to let me pass and ushered

was a winter wonderland, with only the stone path cleared, making the rest of

,

his wheelchair, a white blanket thrown over his legs, and his cheeks were tinged with a red that screamed he

guy was a looker, with his stylishly messy hair falling just right over his forehead. I trailed behind Inch, catching only a glimpse of Charlie’s sharp profile and the cool

mind, but his handsome face had this far–off look, and his eyes… were kind of empty, like he was

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anyone close. You can try,” Inch

pavilion. I had not made it far when a biting voice cut through the silence, “Leave!”