The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious, with Henry Hudson occasionally serving the children so food, while Jordan Thompson occasionally threw out a few teasing remarks.
It had been a long ti since Charlotte Thompson had felt so relaxed. She finished a al like a gust of wind sweeping away the remaining clouds, and she felt a bit overly stuffed.
After cleaning up the table and watching TV with Jordan for a while, she decided to leave.
Henry accompanied them downstairs, and when they reached the ground floor, Charlotte turned to him and smiled, saying, "Henry, you should head back ho. It’s getting cold out, and you could catch a cold."
The rain had long since stopped, and the cool breeze carrying the fresh scent of rainwater caressed their cheeks, feeling incredibly comfortable.
Henry chuckled and nodded, saying, "Be careful on your way."
Once they were in the car, Jordan started the engine, thought for a mont, and decided to speak up, "Sis, what’s on your mind?"
Upon hearing this, Charlotte, sitting in the passenger seat, leaned on the window and cast a glance at the night view outside.
"What do you an, ’what’s on my mind’?"
"Are you really oblivious or just pretending to be?" Jordan sighed, "Just look at the way Henry gazes at you, it almost looks like he’s writing ’I love you’ on his forehead. You’re a smart person, how could you not notice?"
"Besides, why do you think he is so good to the kids? It’s because they are your children, and you, Charlotte Thompson, are raising them."
Jordan glanced at her with complex emotions in his eyes, "Sis, why can’t you consider him?"
Charlotte montarily stiffened, her grip on the seatbelt tightening. She leaned against the window, staring outside in silence.
The sky was dotted with stars, and not far away the city lights were on, along with the colorful hustle and bustle peeking through the windows of a few bars.
The city seed to have just awakened.
A strange calm settled in her heart. Charlotte squinted her eyes and was sowhat lost in the environnt.
There was no love-hate entanglent or sharp confrontation, just worldly hustle and comforting colors of life.
She was not blind to Henry’s thoughts and kindness towards her.
Many things were crystal clear in her mind. Both she and Henry knew each other well but let things go unspoken, just to save face for each other.
What Charlotte hadn’t expected was that even Jordan had noticed.
She cleared her throat and suddenly asked, "Jordan, what would you do if you were in my shoes?"
Upon hearing this, Jordan paused for a mont, scoffed, "Sis, I really can’t understand you. Why do you make such a simple matter so complicated?"
As his lips tightened, a thought seed to cross Jordan’s mind, making his eyes a little complex, "Sis, you don’t happen to have soone you like, do you?"
Charlotte slowly closed her eyes, basking in the cool night breeze and tranquility.
Seeing that Charlotte didn’t want to talk, Jordan opened his mouth to say sothing but swallowed back all his questions, sighing quietly, with the sigh disappearing into the wind.
When they arrived at the apartnt building, Charlotte squinted her eyes, and in the corner of her vision, she spotted a car parked not far away.
The street light downstairs hadn’t yet turned on, but she could make out the faint light from the car’s headlight.
A strange feeling crossed Charlotte’s mind as she straightened up, opened the door to get out of the car, and walked around to the other side to knock on the window.
Jordan rolled down the window, looking sowhat puzzled, "What’s up?"
"You get out, take the children up to wash up and go to bed first. I’ll park the car."
The confusion in Jordan’s eyes deepened.
Charlotte abruptly opened the car door, saying, "Hurry up and get out."
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