The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 773

The convoy pulled away, leaving Charlotte still standing there. She glanced down at her hand, replaying the memory of Patricia’s pulse in her mind.

Just as she was lost in thought, a large, warm hand slipped over hers. Anthony pulled her gently into his arms. His voice was soft, a little rough. “Are you worried about Grandma?”

Charlotte frowned a little. When someone was good to her, she wanted to be just as good to them. And Grandma? She loved her like no one else.

“She has a doctor who checks on her regularly,” Anthony said, holding her close and rubbing his chin on her hair. “If you’re worried, we can go back and visit her this weekend.”

“Okay.” Charlotte let out a quiet reply, resting her forehead on his shoulder. She looked tired, worn out.

Anthony smiled and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Let’s go home and get some sleep.”

Late that night, though, Charlotte found herself wide awake. For someone who’d been so tired, it was frustrating. She rolled over again and again. On her fifth turn, Anthony, who’d seemed half asleep, suddenly rolled over and pinned her gently beneath him. His eyes were dark in the dim light.

“Are you doing this on purpose?” His hand circled her waist. He looked down at her, his breathing uneven.

Charlotte looked back at him, wide-eyed and innocent.

“You really can’t sleep?” he asked, shifting so she could settle comfortably in his arms. He let out a soft sigh. “You’ve been having trouble sleeping a lot lately. What’s going on?”

“I don’t know yet.” Charlotte relaxed into him, breathing in the familiar scent that always made her feel safe.

“It might be something genetic.” She frowned a little. “After school tomorrow, I’m going to the research institute.”

She didn’t want to hide anything about her health from him.

Genetic? The word made Anthony think of her last medical report.

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