Oliver Hudson has been recklessly hurting Annie Anne again and again, simply by taking advantage of her love for him.
If this were to happen to Charlotte Thompson.
Charlotte squinted her eyes slightly, a complex emotion flashed through, her red lips slightly pursed.
"I don’t see this as a misunderstanding. After all, in your eyes, won and love are just dispensable. Who wouldn’t enjoy being pursued? Only naive Annie would believe Oliver Hudson’s nonsense and let herself get hurt so many tis."
Charlotte thought for a mont, she looked at Justin Battleson in front of her, as if she was talking to him, but also to herself.
Justin knew about their grudges and grievances, so he deed it inappropriate to say anything more about this matter.
However, he was puzzled. Why did Charlotte have such a big problem with Oliver Hudson? Did she know sothing?
Justin unconsciously thought of a ti when he had seen Oliver looking rather dissipated.
In his mory, Oliver was always calm and composed and never drank excessively.
But that ti, Oliver was soaked in alcohol, his mind was sowhat vague and he kept uttering Annie’s na.
At that ti, they were just having a gathering amongst friends. Justin hosted it and saw Oliver, who was all drunk. He couldn’t bear it and asked Michael Richard to take him ho.
If it weren’t for Charlotte constantly talking about Oliver and Annie’s affairs in his ear, it would have been a minor episode that he would not have rembered.
"Charlotte, I feel like there’s so hidden aning in your words?"
Justin looked at Charlotte. A glint of astuteness flashed in his deep eyes, he playfully teased her.
He wasn’t sure if it was his misconception, but he felt there was a lot of personal sentint in Charlotte’s remarks.
He sub-consciously thought about five years ago.
Although he did not do anything extrely cruel to Sophie Allen, he felt like he wronged her too.
And back then, Sophie had also been trying her best to escape.
"Mr. Battleson is overthinking it, Annie and I t in Ashton, so I feel a touch of sorrow for her due to knowing so parts of her story,"
Charlotte glanced at Justin, taking in the playful look in his eyes.
"Doesn’t Mr. Battleson agree? Such a good girl is being tornted like this."
Charlotte spoke and turned the question to Justin
He didn’t think she would twist the question back to him, and for a mont, he was sowhat caught off guard: "This..."
"By the way," Charlotte’s red lips gently opened, she interrupted Justin with a raised eyebrow.
"If Mr. Battleson encounters Oliver Hudson, please help deliver a ssage to him."
A ssage? That’s a small matter.
Justin nodded, "Speak."
"What goes around cos around. If he still isn’t clear about his feelings, he shouldn’t dwell on it anymore. After all, a forced lon is not sweet. A girl as good as Annie Anne, he’s not worthy of her."
Charlotte’s delicate face showed resentnt, becoming more and more emotional as she spoke.
She could hardly wait to find an opportunity to teach Oliver Hudson a lesson.
A cold glint flashed in her eyes as she poked at the durian cake in front of her.
"You are really a person of love and hate, but I am curious, why would you get so angry for a woman who has nothing to do with you?"
Justin asked with a bit of curiosity.
He had to admit, even when Charlotte was angry, her frowns, smiles, joy, and temper,
In his eyes, they all carried the charm of a woman, which made him feel delighted.
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