Charlotte Thompson reached out to tuck the blankets around the children, watching their peaceful sleeping faces, she made sure to tiptoe quietly out of the room.
"Goodnight, my darlings."
Charlotte stood at the door of the children’s room, her lips moving slightly as she murmured, then closed the door, blocking out the annoying light from outside.
Charlotte let out a sigh of relief, but at that mont she once again recalled everything that happened at the party, and a sense of absurdity surfaced in her heart.
It was also at this mont that she rembered what Riley Thompson had said at the party.
"Yeah, how could there be such a coincidence..."
Charlotte hadn’t noticed before, but now as it ca to mind, she began to have doubts.
How did Riley Thompson end up encountering Justin Battleson at the bar?
Previously, Charlotte had also heard Justin ntion it, and she certainly did not think Justin would lie to her.
On the way back to her room, Charlotte continued to frown and ponder over so things, she originally intended to go back to the room and ask Justin again about what had happened before.
But when Charlotte entered the room, she didn’t see Justin, only the sound of water coming from the bathroom, indicating that Justin was inside.
Charlotte let out a breath and, as she raised her eyes, she noticed Justin’s coat draped over a chair.
"Why is he leaving his clothes around like this?" Charlotte walked up and picked up Justin’s coat, feeling puzzled.
Just as Charlotte was about to hang the coat on the hanger, sothing fell from Justin’s pocket, landing with a thud on the carpet.
A palm-sized small box, Charlotte picked it up curiously.
"Hmm? What’s this?"
However, while Charlotte’s attention was drawn to the box, she failed to notice her phone on the table lighting up, seemingly receiving a ssage.
Just as Charlotte was about to open the box, another hand quickly took it away.
Charlotte was caught off guard, then found herself facing Justin Battleson’s sowhat flustered expression.
This caused a few doubts to arise in Charlotte’s heart.
Noticing Charlotte’s gaze, Justin cleared his throat, inwardly thinking this was not good.
How did this end up in his pocket? He distinctly rembered putting it...
Seeing Charlotte holding his coat, Justin hurriedly reached out, intending to take it from her.
"I forgot to hang up my clothes just now, let have it."
Charlotte had not been very curious initially, but now seeing Justin showing such a strange expression for the first ti in front of her, she narrowed her eyes slightly.
"What is that thing?"
"Just sothing insignificant."
Justin chuckled lightly, quickly changing the subject, "You must be exhausted tonight too, I’ve prepared water for you, take a bath and rest early."
However, Charlotte did not intend to let Justin off the hook so easily, instead, she stood in place with her arms crossed, scrutinizing Justin.
"But... why do I feel that box looks familiar, is there a mark on it?"
Justin had never kept anything from her before, and now seeing his behavior, coupled with what Charlotte was thinking about regarding Riley earlier.
All at once, a sense of unease surfaced in Charlotte’s heart.
Moreover, it seed that Justin had really been busy with sothing recently.
But, since it was sothing Justin didn’t want her to know about, Charlotte had no intention of forcing him to confess.
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