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Cheating husband’s fake affair

Cheating husband’s fake affair 352

Author: NovelDrama.Org
updatedAt: 2026-04-09

bChapter /b352

Caroline sent a few boastful texts, but Charlotte didn’t reply for bhalf /ban hour. She bwas /bfeeling pleasedb, /bbat /bbleast /bshe achieved her goal.

Her phone brang /bbat /bthat bmoment/b, it bwas /bHeather calling.

She picked up the phone impatiently and said, “Didn’t bI /btell you not to contact me unless bit’s /bsomething important?”

“Ms. Warreni, /iyou really screwed me bover/b!” bHeather /bno longer had the same respect for herb, /binstead she bwas /bresentful, “You said Mr. Hamilton wouldn’t care even if he found out I messed with the Sutton family, right? And now? The Thorne family is not supporting me anymore! They beven /bwant my husband to divorce me! I must have been bcrazy /bto believe byour /bnonsense back then!”

“Mrs. Thorne, what do you mean by that?” Caroline’s face froze, realizing something.“Where are you right now?”

“I can’t take it anymore! Mr. Hamilton just found me yesterday! I don’t want to live in hiding like this anymore! bYou’re /bon your own, bIt’s /breally unlucky toe across someone like you, who is delusional and self–righteous!”

After Heather vented her anger, she hung up the phone.

Caroline waspletely stunned, not sure who she saw, her face went pale in an instant.

Jaxson pushed open the door to the ward, looking fierce.

“Jax… Jaxson, how did youe here?” Caroline forced a smile, suppressing the panic in her heart.

He calmly nced at the phone she was hiding and asked, “Whose call is it?”

don’t bcontact /bbme/bb! /b

She lowered her eyes and smiled, “Just a friend, she knew I was in the hospital and called to console me.” Then she looked up at Jaxson again, “bJaxson/b, I haven’t seen Collin for a while, I kind of miss him. After I’m discharged, I want to spend a few bdays /bwith Collin.”

She also had Collin as her trump card.

Jaxson’s love for Collin always outweighed any grudges he held against himself.

After all, he used to love her bso /bmuch.

bJaxson /blooked at the bouquet on the bedside table, absentmindedly ying with his fingers, “Did you text Charlotteb?/bb” /b

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