Yet, gazing at the warm morning sun that would usually bring comfort, Charlotte Thompson found it unpleasant no matter how she looked at it.
She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her expression growing increasingly despondent.
If Justin Battleson hadn’t been with another woman, why would there be a lipstick mark on him?
Just thinking about another woman touching Justin, even leaving a lipstick mark on him, made Charlotte feel uneasy all over.
Utterly disheartened.
Charlotte found herself tossing and turning through the night; she felt like a balloon, filled with all sorts of grievances and frustrations about to reach the bursting point.
She drove straight back to the Thompson Family’s villa, only to bump into Henry Thompson, who was about to leave for the office.
"Charlotte, why are you back so early? Aren’t the kids..."
As Henry Thompson began to question her with so confusion, he caught sight of Charlotte’s sowhat reddened eyes.
Henry’s expression darkened instantly as he quickly approached Charlotte.
"What’s wrong? Did soone bully you?"
Henry’s forehead creased with worry. His face, usually scholarly, didn’t seem too intimidating even when he was upset.
"Did Justin do sothing to you?"
Charlotte looked at her older brother pitifully and then threw herself into his arms.
"Big brother," she said softly, nestled in Henry’s embrace.
"Don’t worry, Charlotte. No matter what has upset you, your big brother will definitely make it right."
Charlotte didn’t say a word, just silently remained in Henry’s arms.
"Charlotte, why are you back so early? Why do you keep holding onto big brother? You’ll make Jonathan jealous," Jason Thompson said as he approached them, intending to pull Henry aside but noticing that Charlotte’s expression was off, his deanor beca serious.
Glancing at Henry next to him, Jason clenched his fingers.
"Little Charlotte, tell , did that bastard Justin bully you?"
Jason didn’t suppress his voice, which resulted in the other brothers in the villa hearing him, and one by one, they ca out.
Before long, all seven brothers had gathered around Charlotte.
"Don’t be sad, Charlotte. Tell Third Brother, what exactly happened?"
"Yeah, Charlotte, you’re making us brothers so anxious."
"What’s it? It’s got to be that scoundrel Justin. I’m going to give him a piece of my mind right now."
Charlotte exhaled slowly, about to speak, when the sound of a car stopping ca from outside.
"Charlotte!"
The mont he saw Charlotte standing in the yard, Justin’s eyes lit up.
However, the brothers, still unaware of the actual circumstances, were now placing the utmost suspicion on Justin.
Seeing him arrive, the three hot-tempered brothers Jason, Felix, and Jonathan charged out without hesitation.
"Did you bully Charlotte, you little punk?"
"If I don’t teach you a lesson, you won’t rember my na!"
"Why waste words? Let’s get him."
Justin took a quick step back as he eyed the three nacing brothers, but his gaze remained fixed on Charlotte.
He raised his voice, each word serious and clear: "Charlotte, listen to , it’s not what you think."
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