Chapter 4
Without another glance at the group behind her, Charlotte strode into the apartment building.
In the evening, Charlotte packed all her personal belongings into two large suitcases and stored them in the walk–in closet.
Her gaze fell on the photo frame of their wedding, in which she was wearing a wedding dress, holding Jaxson’s hand, smiling beautifully, in stark contrast to his cold, serious face.
Back then, she’d simply thought he just didn’t like smiling.
Though it was their only photo together, she’d treasured it,
But now, it just seemed ironic,
It wasn’t that he disliked smiling. She just hadn’t been worthy of his smiles.
Picking up the photo for one last look, she tossed it into a cardboard box with other discarded items, sealing them away in the closet.
As she exited the bedroom, sounds from the living room caught her attention. Jaxson had returned.
Entering the living area, she saw him hanging his coat on the entryway rack and changing his shoes.
Charlotte took a deep breath and approached him.
“Don’t you have any explanation for today?” she asked, referring to his decision to move Caroline and her son into Havenwood Apartments, too,
Jaxson removed his tie, his eyes cold. Explain what?
The apartments are close to the hospital. If you can live there, why can’t they?”
He draped the tie over his arm and stared at her.“Charlotte, you got what you wanted. Don’t be petty.”
Charlotte was devastated by his words.
She pondered the reason behind the accusation.
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