Charlotte initially wanted to take a step back, but Vincent had already quickly plucked a strand of hair and removed the fuzz on it.
"There, that’s done."
Vincent, seemingly oblivious to Charlotte’s reaction, spoke to himself.
Feeling sowhat awkward, Charlotte touched her own hair, ready to apologize to Vincent, but her wrist was seized, and a force pulled her back into a warm chest.
Charlotte looked up and saw Justin Battleson’s rather stern profile.
When Justin had driven over just now, he had seen Charlotte and this man being very close, even holding her hand.
How could Justin endure that? He imdiately got out of the car and walked over.
"You’re here." Charlotte blinked at Justin Battleson.
She also noticed that he was gripping her palm tightly and quickly started to explain.
"Just now, there was so dirt in my hair, and Doctor Vincent helped remove it."
"Hello Mr. Battleson, my na is Vincent."
Looking at Justin, Vincent gave him a very friendly smile and extended his hand to him.
Justin looked up at Vincent standing before him, shook hands with him politely, and his voice was unusually calm.
"So you are Doctor Vincent."
"I didn’t expect Mr. Battleson to know ." Vincent said with so surprise.
"I’ve read a few articles about Doctor Vincent; after all, you’re quite well-known in the dical field," Justin spoke indifferently.
"It’s truly an honor for to be known by Mr. Battleson."
Compared to Justin’s silent deanor, Vincent’s smile seed even more affable.
Justin glanced at Vincent, then shifted his gaze onto Charlotte’s face.
"Let’s go, the kids are waiting for you to co back."
Listening, Charlotte nodded, then said goodbye to Vincent before leaving side by side with Justin.
Watching the two’s departing figures, Vincent slightly lowered his eyes, his expression becoming sowhat murky and unclear.
Then, as if he rembered sothing, he raised his head as a gleam swept across his eyes.
"Goodbye."
His voice softly echoed in the wind, Vincent rubbed his fingertips on his lips, concealing the smile at the corner of his mouth.
...
Charlotte was pulled by the wrist and led into the car by Justin; although both were sitting in the car, Justin showed no intention of letting go of Charlotte.
Looking at Justin who forcefully intertwined his fingers with hers, Charlotte felt sowhat perplexed.
However, Charlotte didn’t mind much and just quietly leaned on Justin’s shoulder, watching the landscape fly by outside the car window,
blissfully ignorant of Justin’s increasingly tightened lips.
Eventually, the silence inside the car was broken by Justin.
"Are you very familiar with that Doctor Vincent?"
Rembering the posture of the two earlier, Justin felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Charlotte knew Justin’s personality well; they should just be friends.
However, how could Justin not care about a male friend making such gestures to Charlotte?
And that look Vincent gave Charlotte ...
"Of course, he took care of the whole ti I was hospitalized in Ashton," Charlotte answered nonchalantly.
Justin was sowhat aware of Charlotte’s activities in Ashton, but he hadn’t realized that it was this male doctor who had taken care of her in the hospital.
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