CHAPTER 1492: CHAPTER 1492: DOES IT FEEL BAD?

Charlotte Thompson lifted her head upon hearing this, meeting Justin Battleson’s meaningful gaze. This reminded her of what happened in the car, and her earlobes instantly turned red.

"I think it’s quite suitable."

Yet Justin Battleson maintained a serious expression while looking at Charlotte, which made her even more embarrassed. She originally intended to glare at him, but her look came off as more coquettish instead.

Charlotte decided to ignore Justin, intending to step into the villa, but the next second she was pulled into a warm embrace.

"You’re the one who wanted to change clothes, but in the car, there was only my spare shirt."

Justin wrapped his arms around Charlotte’s waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, and spoke softly.

"Stop messing around, we need to go inside." Charlotte shyly lowered her voice.

"Alright."

Justin turned his head slightly, intending to place a kiss on Charlotte’s neck, but she quickly blocked it with her palm.

Charlotte looked at Justin warily, her eyes seemingly saying "Don’t even think about it."

Justin’s expression revealed a hint of helplessness, and he ended up kissing her palm before letting her go.

When they entered the villa, the children were chatting with Jasmine Clarkson in the living room. It was clear that Jasmine was delighted by the children’s arrival.

Charlotte couldn’t help but recall what happened at the hospital today, feeling a sense of relief that the children weren’t hurt.

"By the way, didn’t you take Grace to the hospital for a check-up today? What did the doctor say about Grace’s condition?"

Seeing Charlotte approach, Jasmine raised her head and asked with concern.

Charlotte, pulled by Hank Thompson, went to Jasmine’s side and answered seriously upon hearing her question:

"The test results should be available tomorrow, but I asked the doctor, and Grace’s health is generally fine. The transplant surgery should be able to proceed soon."

Even though Charlotte said this, Jasmine’s eyes still held some worry as she reached out to touch Grace’s hair.

"Grace is still so young, even if all the indicators are normal, such a surgery for her is still..."

Jasmine didn’t finish her sentence, but Charlotte understood.

Grace seemed lost in thought at the moment, unsure of what to think. When she heard Jasmine’s words, she rubbed her eyes with a bit of confusion, a touch of fatigue between her brows.

But then she looked up, reaching out to hold Jasmine’s hand.

"Great-grandmother, don’t frown, Grace is okay."

Being comforted by Grace, Jasmine’s face softened into a gentle smile.

...

After dinner, Jasmine asked Charlotte and Justin to stay the night with the children, and Charlotte did not refuse.

Back in her room, Charlotte checked the wound on her arm. Although it was still a bit painful, it was much better compared to the afternoon.

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open. She relaxed her chest, and upon seeing that it was Justin walking in, she sighed with relief.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

Noticing Charlotte’s earlier actions, Justin stepped forward and held her palm.

Charlotte shook her head: "It’s nothing, just that it seemed to pull a bit when I was carrying the fruit just now."

Justin frowned, and seeing his concerned expression, Charlotte lightly squeezed his palm.