Zac returned to his newly purchased apartment, feelingpletely shattered.
It was right next door to Charlotte’s
The moment he stepped <b>inside</b>, he went straight to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and stood beneath the scalding spray.
Over and over, he scrubbed his body, his skin turning red from the rough friction<b>. </b>
“Charlotte_Charlotte_,”
Her name spilled from his lips like a desperate prayer, his voice breaking. Tears mingled with the shower’s spray, streaming down his face.
“I’m not dirty. I’m clean now, I’m clean. <b>Please</b><b>, </b>don’t look <b>at </b>me with disgust.” |
Charlotte returned to her room, but her mind couldn’t calm down
<b>The </b>recording Zac had yed was clearly Judy’s voice.
<b>Had </b>she really been snatched right out from under the police’s watch? Why hadn’t Sean told her <b>about </b>this?
And tonight, he said he had something <b>urgent </b>to deal with. <b>Was </b><b>it </b>really about judy?
Restless, Charlotte tossed and tumed in bed<b>, </b>unable to sleep.
After agonizing for <b>what </b>felt like forever, she finally <b>gave </b>in and called Sean.
The call rang for a long time with no answer
Then it automatically disconnected.
For the first time, <b>Sean </b><b>hadn’t </b>answered her call,
A fresh wave of andery gripped her.
<b>Lying </b>there, she stared at the ceiling, scenes from over <b>a </b>month ago reying in her mind.
Charlotte remembered the way Judy looked at Sean, her gaze burning <b>with </b><b>an </b>obsessive intensity.
She could still <b>see </b>the moment <b>judy </b>charged <b>Lor </bfor
with a knife, her expression twisted with rage. It happened right when she was in Sean’s arms, bolding onto him
How could a woman be so consumed by love that she would resort to murder?
Even if she <b>had </b>loved Sean for ten years without getting anything in return, would <b>that </b><b>crally </b>drive her to such madness?
Was there something more behind all of this?
Her mind reyed the scene of <b>Sean </b>being stabbed, Judy’s emotional breakdown <b>afterward </b><b>was </b>ended in her memory.
Jady was crying <b>and </b><bughing </b>like someone who had lost her mind. She seemed genuinely terrified and regretful, not like someone pretending. It looked like she was truly afraid of losing Sear
Charlotte’s mind drifted to that day when Sean was stabbed.
Even though he <b>was </b>injured, his own life hanging by a <b>thread</b>, he still wiped her tears away,forting her and gently telling her not to cry
He was so close to death, yet his eyes were filled only with relief, thankful that he was the one who got lunt instead of her
Her Sean loved her so much. How could be possibly betray her?
<b>Zar </b>was just trying to drive a wedge between them.
Sean had risked his life for her, towing <b>limself </b>in front of a knife without a moment’s hesitation.
How could his love be <b>fake</b>?
for that recording, even if it was real, it was clearly edited, cut at the beginning and end, which meant it proved nothing.
Only Judy’s <b>voice </b>could be heard. Sean’s voice wasn’t there at all.
entire purpose in ying that recording <b>was </b>to make her doubt <b>Sean</b>. She couldn’t let herself tall for his tricks.
Seanhad said he was dealing with something ingent and would exin everything to her in person afterward.
All she needed to do was wait
She couldn’t let <b>Zac’s </b><b>few </b>words shake
He imed Judy was pregnant. But even if she was, how could he prove it was Sean’s child?
Zac was trying to <b>make </b>her overthink, trying to nt the idea in her mind that tady’s child was <b>Sean’s</b>.
She wouldn’t let him seed.
with that thought, Chadotte gradually calmed down. Her racing thoughts settled, and her ansietyeased
Taking a deep breath, Charlotte reached for her phone and typed a message in Sean.
<b>“</b>Sean, I tried calling you, but you didn’t pickup. Is everything okay? Are you dealing with something serious? When you’re done, please call me tomorrow. I’m going to bed now. Goodnight”