After hearing Vincent’s words, Charlotte slowly moved her fingertips to her lower abdon.
"But... I didn’t know I was pregnant at that ti; it’s all my fault. I didn’t protect the baby."
However, her words only provoked an emotional retort from Vincent.
"Why do you have to take all the bla on yourself? It’s clearly Justin Battleson’s fault; he didn’t protect you! If it weren’t for him, this wouldn’t have happened!"
Vincent’s words not only stunned Charlotte but also drew a surprised look from Annie Anne, who was standing by.
But Annie Anne quickly grasped Charlotte’s hand and nodded to her.
"Yes, Charlotte, no one could have foreseen such an accident. Stop blaming yourself; you really didn’t do anything wrong."
In fact, Charlotte had heard such comforting words many tis over the past few days, but her emotions could not help but fall uncontrollably.
It could even be said that Charlotte’s character gradually beca strange.
Even if Annie Anne accidentally burned her hand, Charlotte would take the bla onto herself.
Annie Anne, who has known Charlotte for so long, had never seen her behave like this, making her feel very uneasy.
"I’m sorry, but I can’t control myself..."
Charlotte knitted her brows and sighed, finally covering her cheeks as if to muster her spirits again.
"Vincent, when can I be discharged from the hospital?"
Charlotte thought that perhaps if she left the hospital, left the sll of disinfectant in the room, her mood might not be so heavy.
But Vincent didn’t imdiately answer Charlotte’s question; instead, he stood quietly by the bedside, his gaze fixed on Charlotte’s face, as if he was contemplating sothing, or simply staring.
His deep eyes held a complex expression that Charlotte could not understand.
"Vincent?"
Vincent’s gaze made Charlotte sowhat uncomfortable, and seeing that he didn’t respond to her, Charlotte called his na once more.
This ti, Vincent blurted out an answer.
"Very soon."
Vincent paused but didn’t move his gaze away from Charlotte’s face, "Very soon, you’ll be able to leave here."
With .
...
The ti in the hospital was always hard for Charlotte, but now her body had mostly recovered, and she could get out of bed and walk.
Taking advantage while Annie Anne was called by the doctor to get so reports, Charlotte propped up on her arms and stood up from the bed.
The sunlight outside was nice today; she wanted to walk to the window and enjoy the sun, but it was still sowhat difficult to support her weak body.
Charlotte had only taken a few steps when she felt her legs grow weak, and just as she was about to fall to the ground, a hand caught her in ti.
"Be careful."
When Charlotte turned her head, she saw Oliver Hudson standing beside her, which made her blink in slight surprise.
Since the last kidnapping incident, Charlotte didn’t have such a vast hostility toward Oliver Hudson anymore.
"Thank you." Charlotte nodded towards Oliver Hudson, then steadied herself by the bedside with her palm.
"You’re here to see Annie, aren’t you? She went to get the test results and will be back soon."
Coincidentally, just as Charlotte’s words fell, Annie Anne pushed the door open and walked in.
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