Chapter 689

Mrs. Chancer anxiously watched Charlotte lying unconscious on the bed, barely hearing anything the hospital director was saying.

James had regained his composure after learning that Charlotte was currently stable. He politely responded to the director, "Thank you. Please don't let us keep you from your duties."

After speaking, he glanced at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper instinctively stepped forward and extended his right hand courteously. "Director, please, let me escort you back."

Mrs. Chancer sat on the stool that James had pulled over, staring at Charlotte's pale face with lingering fear, unable to look away for a long time.

It wasn't that she truly cared for Charlotte; she was simply afraid of losing her chance to hold her first grandchild.

James placed his hand on her shoulder and gently urged, "Mom, you've had a shock. Charlotte is fine now. Why don't you go home and rest?"

was still somewhat angry with him. "I'm not leaving. What if you leave the moment I'm gone, and my grandchild falls into danger

baby in Charlotte's womb is also my son. I wouldn't

at his serious expression and reluctantly

her up. "Please trust

to leave. However, at the doorway, she turned back, still concerned, and spoke softly, "Son, I can see that you don't care much for Charlotte

worry. I'm not so

left, James turned to look at


to be a chaotic day,

huddled in

you." The kind- faced middle-aged woman stopped in her tracks, keeping her gentle voice as

vigorously, refusing to listen to anything. Suddenly, she grabbed a vase from beside her and threw

noise, the vase shattered into

psychological training, the middle-aged woman was startled. She couldn't help but cry out and step back

pushed open the door and entered. Seeing the chaotic scene, he frowned deeply and scolded harshly, "Mia, what are you

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