This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 1195 The Strange Charles Lane

However, Daphne was anxious. Why? Of course, it’s because I don’t want to get exposed! She was not really going abroad, so how could she let Sonia send her off? If she did, would that not expose everything?

With both hands tightly holding her phone, she quickly explained, “Because I booked my flight for 11.00PM, so I don’t want to bother you at such a late hour. More importantly, President Fuller wouldn’t feel at ease with you going out at that hour.”

That makes sense. While touching her chin, Sonia asked, “But why did you book a flight for such a late hour?”

Daphne continued to lie, “I especially bought it at that hour because I can catch up on some sleep on the plane and go straight to work when I get there.”

“Oh, alright then. I won’t see you off, but you have to send me a text before you get on the plane so that I know you’ve successfully boarded. Then, I’ll feel more assured.”

Noticing that Sonia had given up the idea of sending her off, Daphne felt relieved. “Alright, Chairman Reed.”

“Alright. Then, I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll hang up now.” After looking at the time, Sonia found that it was getting late.

Daphne did not want to continue this conversation either; the more she spoke, the more she felt sorry toward Sonia.

Until the end, she was afraid that she could not stand the guilt in her heart and blurted out the truth instead. Therefore, she also felt relieved when Sonia suggested they end the call. “Okay. Goodbye, Chairman Reed.”

“Goodbye.” After hanging up, Daphne set down her phone and felt the heavy burden weighing on her heart return to its place.

Then, Charles came over and sat down beside the bed while smiling. “I didn’t expect you to be able to lie so well. You don’t even look flustered.”

Hearing the man’s sarcastic words, Daphne laughed self-deprecatingly and stated, “This is what you asked me to do. You didn’t want Chairman Reed to know you brought me here, so you asked me to resign, and since I can’t tell her the truth, I can only lie.”

“Are you putting the blame on me?” Charles asked with narrowed eyes. Turning her head away, she replied, “No. I’m blaming myself.”

him away. Blaming myself for why I didn’t abort this child

her pregnancy and how he knew she wanted to abort their child. More

that happened

had never asked her about Charles during the phone call. So, there was no way that Sonia would know anything about Charles’ involvement and acknowledgement regarding

such information. “What are you thinking about?”

his gaze and answered,

asked anyway. Of course, he wouldn’t tell me. Why should I ask? It’d probably be easier if I found it out myself sooner or

fell as he got to his feet. “Fine, then. It’s getting late and I have to go. You stay here, and someone

pale face, Daphne asked, “President Lane,

an unknown smile, he responded, “If you

face became

Who would like this?

You can call me if there’s anything.” Charles raised his hand and unconsciously

not Sonia, so his hand stopped midair and

not understand, Why do

clearly not Sonia and I have never patted any woman’s

have the thought

obviously different from

and looked down at it for a while

sister, yet he wanted to pat her head. What

at her with his dark eyes as if he wanted

it made him even more bothered the

watched as he left furiously and found

didn’t even provoke him, so

moment, she found that Charles’ temper had worsened. His temper had always been good before and he would never be

he was looking at

to look at the ceiling and fell into