Chapter 48
A tall man leaned against the car, smoking a cigarette, the bluish–white smoke obscuring his face. His deep eyes glanced at the man’s coat she was wearing, keeping his thoughts to himself.
Reynald glanced at Charlotte unconsciously and then turned his gaze to Jaxson, “Mr. Hamilton, were you waiting for someone?”
Waiting for someone…
Caroline was no longer at the hospital, who was he waiting for?
Did you wait for her?
When the idea popped into Charlotte’s mind, she thought it was absurd!
Jaxson looked up and exhaled a puff of smoke, threw the cigarette butt under his foot and crushed it, and cast a sinister glance at him, “Since when did Mr. Steward develop such a habit of meddling in others‘ affairs?”
Meddling in others‘ affairs…
Four words hit Charlotte’s heart hard, her lips slightly pale.
So… had he really authorized Caroline’s scheme against her tonight?
Thinking of this, her blood ran cold and her hands and feet turned icy.
Reynald noticed Charlotte’s strangeness, squinted his eyes, turned to Jaxson, and said, “Since when is playing the hero considered meddling?”
Jaxson furrowed his brow.
Reynald was about to say something when Charlotte suddenly grabbed him, sounding tired and breathless,“Reynald, could you please take me back home?”
Was she trembling?
Reynald looked at Jaxson, didn’t say anything, and complied with Charlotte’s request.
Just as he was about to leave, Jaxson spoke in a cold voice,“Charlotte.”
Charlotte froze for a moment.
In front of others, he never called her by name, he avoided letting people know about their relationship.
What does he mean now?
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