Chapter 233
-25 Canus
Lena made sure Charlotte got home safely and even gave a few instructions to the housekeeper before leaving
Charlotte lay on the bed, marmuring incoherently just as Mrs. Sanders headed into the kitchen to make her some ginger tea, the doorbell rang
When she opened the door, she was startled. “Mr. Jasper? What brings you here?
“How is she?”
“Miss Riley had a bit too much to drink. I was just about to make her some ginger tea to settle her stomach.”
Sean pulled a few bills from his wallet. “You can take the night off. I’ll stay and look after her.”
Mrs, Sanders accepted the cash. “Alright then, Mr. Jasper, kust give me a moment to pack a few things.”
She stepped aside to let him in. Sean walked in with the scent of alcohol and a chill clinging to him. His eyes wandered over the place, scanning it with a calm, unreadable expression.
“At least Mr. Riley treats Lottie decently. This place is still acceptable,” he thought.
Mrs. Sanders set a cup of hot tea on the living room table, Mr. Jasper, please have a seat. I’ll be out in just a moment,‘
“Where’s her room ?”
She pointed down the hall. “First door on the left.”
Sean didn’t bother sitting. He walked straight to her room. The door was unlocked.
As he opened it, he heard her soft voice mumbling in her sleep.
Sean Sean Jasper…
-Why don’t you want
The sound shattered something in him.
want me.. she whimpered, tears sealing her flushed cheeks.
He rushed to the bed. Charlotte was st
was still mi
murmuring in her sleep.
*Sean Jasper, you jerk.. I don’t want you anymore… go away.
He stared at her, Lashes trembling, and reached out to gently wipe away her tears. His voice was soft, like spring water melting in sunlight. “Yeah. I’m the worst,
One moment she was angry, spouting curses in a buff. The next, she was like a clingy little kitten, brushing her cheek against his hand.
“Don’t go don’t leave me. I’ll be good…”
His gaze softened. The love in his eyes was almost overwhelming. She kept brushing her warm, son cheek against his palm, making it hard for him to breathe.
His features softened, eyes brimming with tender affection. Wannth bloomed in his palm as her cheek gently nuzzled against it, again and again.
A feeling he hadn’t known in so long surged in his chest–ke happiness stolen from a dream, sweet but tinged with bitterness.
He sat by the bed, unable to look away from her face. He could have watched her forever and still not have had enough
Mrs. Sanders had finialed packing and came to say goodbye. But when she peeked though the slightly open door and saw the scene inside, she quietly left without
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