Divorce Time 39

Chapter 39

Just then, his phone rang. Charlene glanced over and saw "Sweetheart' flash across the phone screen on the table.

She thought she'd be over it by now. But after putting her heart into this relationship for years, could she truly drop it like it was nothing? The word pierced her eyes, and she quickly looked away.

When Thome looked up, he noticed the deep pain in Charlene's eyes, but he unhesitatingly answered the call right before her, his voice soft as he spoke, "What's up?"

Jasmine also noticed the commotion on Thorne's end. In her memory, Thome only showed this tender side when talking to Vesta

Forgetting Charlene was there, she excitedly asked, "Dad, is it Ms. Hawkins?"

Thorne replied in a mild tone, "Yeah."

As Jasmine was about to say she wanted to talk to Vesta too, she remembered Charlene was there and that Charlene didn't like Vesta, so she swallowed her words.

Thorne rush off, Jasmine couldn't help but worry. But with Charlene there, she didn't voice her concerns. Losing

Take some

"No,

She

didn't wait a second longer. As soon as

saw but

bit later, Vesta got back to them, saying it was just a minor fever

Vesta's slightly hoarse voice over the messages, Jasmine got worried and quickly texted that she would visit after school. Sending the message, Jasmine felt guilty. It had been a while since she'd eaten Charlene's cooking, and she had planned

at Charlene in the driver's seat and

Jasmine hugged Charlene affectionately. "Mom,

"Okay."

cold Charlene's reply was as she breezed

10 a.m. to the afternoon. Thorne's "urgent matter" was taking care of the sick Vesta. Charlene showed no reaction, focusing on

Thorne entered the meeting room, Charlene's typing

changed his clothes. Not the ones from the morning. He had visited Vesta in the morning. Whether or not something happened between them, Thorne might have just wanted to comfort Vesta, maybe even lying beside her to help her fall asleep. With that

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