LOGINShe never shied away from a task and didn't give a damn about what the other children thought. She suddenly found it difficult to let go of Charlene, clinging to her without wanting to let go. "Mommy..." Charlene returned the embrace. "Yeah?" "What's up?" "I was thinking..." She had missed eating a dinner prepared by Charlene for a long time. She was ready to say anything when she realized she was going to Vesta's game that night. She hesitated for a moment before releasing Charlene. "It's nothing," but Vesta's games were less frequent, so she decided to go to hers without much hesitation. "Okay, then you better head in. Don't keep your teacher waiting."
"Okay." Jasmine finally let go, but not before turning to face the classroom. "Call me during lunch, okay, Mom?" Charlene promised, "Of course." Feeling reassured, Jasmine walked confidently into her classroom. Charlene watched Jasmine confidently introduce herself on stage and take her seat before waving good-bye and leaving to work at the Henderson Group. When she got there, Josh had brought someone to her desk instead of Thorne. "This is Sunny Fields," Josh said. She will replace you in your role. Sunny looked stunning, wearing everything from luxury labels. Sunny's stare carried a trace of inspection, but she didn't display it once she had examined Charlene and felt her clean and attractive aura. Rather, she held out a kind hand and said, "Hello, my name is Sunny.
For the next few days, I'll be following you around. Charlene shook her hand and said, "Please, I could use all the help." "No worries at all." This June, I received my degree from Starlight University. I recently completed my master's degree. How about you? Where did you receive your degree? It's just this year that she graduated," Charlene mused, "you—" Sunny most likely lacks the job experience necessary to fill my position. That was only an assumption, though. Maybe Sunny had a special talent. Despite the fact that many of the employees lack a master's degree, Charlene rose to the position of team leader.
Keeping this in mind, Charlene discreetly stopped Sunny, "Ms. Fields, we have a meeting coming up shortly." For now, let's limit our conversation to work-related subjects. Sunny said, "Look at me," with a flirty "Oops." The true deal nearly slipped my mind. First, let's discuss business. "Is it true that Mr. Henderson is super handsome?" Sunny said in a hushed tone as they drove to the meeting. Charlene said, "Yeah." Sunny seemed ecstatic. "I'm even more eager to see him after hearing you say that. Unfortunately, Josh stated that he would not be in the office today.
Thorne wouldn't be in, but Charlene didn't know. It was a reality that Thorne didn't visit the Henderson Group every day due to his numerous personal endeavors. Sunny had dragged Charlene to the cafeteria by noon. "Calling your boyfriend?" Sunny taunted Charlene as she pulled out her phone to contact Jasmine after they had finished their meals. "No, calling my daughter." "Your daughter? You're married?" "Yeah.
"Jasmine and Vesta were having a video conference on the other end, and Thorne was also present. According to Jasmine's pout, "You guys are mean, having lunch together without me." "Well, Minnie, you had school, right? "What about this? After school, I'll come collect you, and we'll all eat supper together. "Deal?" After replying, "That's more like it," Jasmine turned to look at Thorne. 07:33. "What would you like to eat tonight?" Thorne asked Vesta after using his fork to give her some meal. I'll prepare them ahead of time for you."
Standing in her room, Charlene felt a little uneasy but not extremely so. After all, she and Thome were married, and although they had become less common over time, they were familiar with the intimacy of marriage. Charlene had hoped that Thorne would fall in love with her ever since they were married. She never used overt seduction, though. It wasn't that she hadn't considered it; she just didn't take action because she thought it wouldn't work on him. As a result, she continued to dress modestly at night, usually in loose, button-down pajamas. She was currently wearing a loose-fitting shirt that was long enough that, even without pants, it didn't reveal too much. Charlene thought her top was appropriately modest and not intended to be seductive, so she quickly clarified, "I just forgot to grab my pants..."to avoid giving Thorne the wrong impression. But she didn't realize how well-proportioned she was, how the high-low hem of the shirt perfectly accentuated her long, fair legs, and
As she did so, Irma gave her grandson a quick gaze that spoke more than words could. Her grandson seemed unfazed and began serving Charlene food without Irma's further prodding. In a whisper, Charlene said, "Thanks." Irma continued talking about the assortment of vitamins she had brought over, saying she would choose some for Charlene and Thorne to "recharge" after supper. * Charlene simply nodded away, unable to truly say no. Irma truly mastered the art of making the ideal soup when she was younger. She insisted on personally overseeing the making of a special, healthy broth for Charlene and Thorne after supper. Irma politely but firmly pushed Charlene out of the kitchen when she volunteered to assist. Charlene ended up taking a seat on the couch.Thorne and Jasmine were both present, each engrossed in their own worlds—one fumbling with a Rubik's cube, the other looking on her phone. There was silence in the room and a lot of unsaid words in the air. Stewart sent Charlene a message a
Tears filled her eyes, and she briefly lost consciousness. But before she could finish inquiring about his health, Thorne unexpectedly took his cigarette away, gently wiped a tear from her cheek, and said, "Get some rest early." She quickly snapped back to reality, blurting out, "Thank you, so you—" Watching his leaving form, Charlene was shocked and temporarily at a loss for words.* She wasn't sure what to do next by the time she collected her thoughts. When Thorne advised her to go to bed early, did he intend for her to stay the night? They weren't legally divorced, so staying the night wasn't out of the question even if she had moved out. However, remaining in the master bedroom... Perhaps not. She collected her possessions, including a change of clothes and some everyday needs, and went to Jasmine Henderson's room after calming herself with that thinking.She stayed in Jasmine's room that evening. She awoke shortly before seven the following day. Jasmine joined Charlene after she
Fantastic! Jasmine's mood clearly improved as she skipped upstairs. When Charlene emerged from the master bedroom after shutting down her laptop and organizing her belongings, Jasmine threw herself into her arms and exclaimed, "Mommy!" "Uh-huh," Charlene said, caressing her daughter's hair but without giving her a hug in return. Jasmine joyfully chattered away, unaware of her mother's lack of affection. Thorne went upstairs at that moment. His eyes briefly met Charlene's as she drew his attention. Charlene's look was just as controlled as Thorne's. "How about Mrs. Thompson giving you a bath tonight?" she said, turning to face Jasmine. Mommy needs to talk to Daddy about something. "When Thorne heard this, he stopped in his tracks. Jasmine was in a good mood after having a great time the previous two days. She went off to have Mrs.Thompson assists her with her bath, despite her minor reluctance. "Shall we talk in the room?" Charlene suggested as she saw Thorne playing with his phone wh
Charlene was not at all shocked to see that Vesta had picked up the phone. She and Thorne were almost inseparable, after all. What if she picked up Thorne's phone? Charlene said calmly, "I'm looking for Thorne." "He's taking a shower," Vesta said icily, identifying Charlene's voice on the other end. You can let me know if you need anything. "Tell her?" Yes, she was concerned about the issue. Henley may have bought the mansion, but Vesta's uncle saw her aunt in the area today. He probably bought the mansion as a favor to Vesta's grandmother, who is now his mother-in-law. Would Charlene prevent her grandma and uncle from moving into that house if she actually told Vesta? She wouldn't, of course. Furthermore, Charlene was shocked that Vesta was ignorant about her uncle's family's intention to relocate across from their estate.Telling Vesta would therefore be useless and might even backfire. Charlene hung up the phone without saying anything. Over an hour went by, and Thorne still hadn't
Granger remained silent, giving Moran the impression that he thought it was premature to talk. Knowing that it would be pointless to press Granger, Moran turned to grin at Daisy and knelt at her level. How many times have you seen Daisy, the woman you had lunch with? Can you recall her name? Granger's hold on his cup tightened abruptly. "Moran!" "Three times!" was Daisy's direct response when questioned about Charlene, unaware of the adults' nuanced ideas and unfamiliar with Moran. "The lady's name..." Daisy couldn't exactly remember Charlene's name, and Granger hadn't even called her "Ms. Ross" when they first met earlier that day. She turned to Granger for assistance. Granger looked down and said, "Uncle, what's the lady's name?" "Next time you see her, you can ask her yourself." Daisy gave a joyful nod. "All right. Moran said to himself, "Stingy." Granger disregarded him.Daisy hesitantly gave Jasmine a crystal keychain after noticing how content she was with it. Jasmine was happy.







