In the room.

Charlotte hugged her legs as she curled up on the couch. Her messy hair covered most of her face.

She looked as if her spirits had been completely shattered.

A "creak" broke the silence and the tightly secured door was pushed open.

Charlotte no longer had the strength to see who it was.

After three days of struggle, her body was too exhausted to do anything.

Now all she could do was hope Madam Lane would eventually be clear-minded enough to let her go home.

But what worried her most was Sheryl. She was surely afraid of being home alone.

"Mommy!"

Was it an illusion?

raised her head instantly and looked towards the door. She could discern two

it Sheryl and

before darkness consumed

"Mommy, mommy, what's wrong?"

body anxiously but there was no response. She looked at Shane with fear and cried, "Mr. Handsome, please save my mommy."

as light as a feather.

strode out of

the VIP ward of the

a full-body examination. Finally, he diagnosed that Charlotte was simply exhausted. All

sleeping, his

by his actions, he gently quipped, "Hey, is this

lips quirked up into a smile at his words but it quickly

not." "No?" Henry obviously found it unbelievable. But from the looks of it,

couldn't help but asked as he looked

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