Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 379

Charlotte clutched the edge of the table, her hands trembling uncontrollably as

she listened to the cold voice on the other end of the line. "Miss Wilson, you can't just abandon me like this! What am I supposed to do now? I don't want to go to prison!" she pleaded, her voice shaking.

Vivian's reply was icy. "You don't want to go to prison? Well, neither does anyone else. Don't bring this matter to me again, Charlotte. Don't forget-this entire situation was your doing, not mine. I had no part in it. Instead of wasting time calling me, why don't you focus on James? You're carrying his child-he's not going to let anything happen to you."

Without waiting for a response, Vivian hung up, leaving only the harsh, empty tone of the disconnected call.

Charlotte froze, staring at the phone in disbelief. Her chest tightened with panic. Vivian had given up on her, and Charlotte couldn't blame her. From the start, she had been the one to take action, ensuring Vivian's name stayed out of everything. Now that the situation had spiraled out of control, she had no evidence to implicate Vivian in any of it.

Lucy had been the first scapegoat, but now Charlotte herself was poised to take the fall.

She sank onto the edge of the bed, gasping for air as the gravity of her predicament set in. Minutes passed, each one dragging on like an eternity.

finally entered the room, his eyes immediately locked on her pale face and trembling

he called softly, concern etched across his face. "What's

now, only the Chancers could save her. Lucy had already been sent to the detention center, leaving Charlotte dangerously exposed.

as he reached out to hold her hand. Charlotte hesitated, but she knew she couldn't delay any longer. She had to

eyes, spilling over and streaking down her pale cheeks, making her look even more fragile. James panicked at the sight, quickly

in pain? Tell me where it hurts!" he urged, his voice tight

is troubling you, just

looked at him, her voice trembling. "James, if one day you found out I'd made a terrible mistake, what would you

feeling in his chest.

into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

about?" James asked, his brows

"I was the one who drove the car there. When you asked me about it, I was too scared to admit the