Jaxson didn’t stay long.he left soon after.Caroline watched Jaxson’s back as he walked away, clenched her fists, almost bring her teeth to p clearly said he would stay to apany the children!

    Was it for that bitch?

    No, I won’t

    He was clearly protecting the mother and son, their ten years of rtionship She had only been away for six years how could be possibly change his

    mind?

    She knew Jaxson too well.

    Better to do without than to settle for less.

    He was not a man who would fall in love with just anyone.

    Carolineforted herself in her heart, after all, no matter what happened, the way Jaxson favored her and her son made her believe even more firmly that she always bhad /bba /bce in his heart.

    And a mere ything not worthy of her concern.

    On the other side.

    Charlotte rolled up her pants in the office her knees bruised, with marks from the bfloor /btiles.

    The office door bwas /bsuddenly pushed open and she instinctively pulled down her pants.

    “Charlotte, what happened to your knee! Charlie walked into the office carrying a lunch box and happened to see this scene.

    Without waiting for Charlotte to say anything Charlie ced the lunch box on the table and caught sight of the wound on her forehead. Anger surged up in him, “Who the hell dared to bully you?”

    Seeing him about to rush out to find someone, Charlotte hurriedly grabbed him and said, “I fell by myself”

    “Charlotte how old are you already, and you still managed to fall like this by yourself?”

    Charlie couldn’t believe it. She sighed in resignation, “The hospital stairs are disinfected and mopped every bday/b. I wasn’t paying attention and identally slipped. What’s wrong? Are you going to pick a fight with the stairs btoo/bb?/b”

    Charlie choked, pursed his lips, and sat down on the chair with a thud.

    Charlotte looked at the bento box on the table and asked, “What did you bring me?”

    “Oh,my mom made a pot of old her soup,she made too much let me bring you a portion to taste. “Charlie opened the thermos, moved it in front of her, the soup was still hot.

    Charlotte looked at the soup on the table, falling into silence.

    When only Charlie was at home in the past, she could eat the hot meals made by iher /imother. Even big fish and meat various snacks, fresh fruits, she could only choose what Charlie didn’t wait to eat.