Just at that mont, Charlotte Thompson’s phone vibrated in her pocket. She thought it was another nuisance call from the Allen family, but when she took it out, to her surprise, it was a call from Annie Anne.
Charlotte then rembered that Annie Anne had been discharged from the hospital a few days ago. Because she had been too busy with her own matters, she hadn’t gone to pick Annie Anne up from the hospital but had video-called her instead.
She had planned to visit Annie Anne when she found so free ti, but then she got distracted by other things and forgot.
Charlotte imdiately answered the call, and Annie Anne’s voice ca through from the other end, "Charlotte, are you busy? I hope I’m not disturbing you?"
Annie Anne’s voice sounded much cheerier, a vast improvent from the weak voice Charlotte had heard before, revealing that Annie Anne’s health had fully recovered.
"Not at all, I just got off work."
Charlotte replied and then turned to Justin Battleson, mouthing to him that it was a call from Annie Anne.
"By the way, I saw the trending topic online today; is that Ethan Allen the sa person you ntioned to before?"
As soon as Annie Anne went online that day, she had seen the hot search about Charlotte and rembered their shared ti in Ashton, where they confided a lot in each other. She was sowhat familiar with each other’s affairs.
Thus, Annie Anne had never had much affection for Ethan Allen, even though he was Charlotte’s biological father.
"I’ve heard about the Allen family’s situation; he’s probably looking for you now to extort you."
Annie Anne couldn’t help feeling enraged every ti she thought of Ethan Allen’s sarcastic words on Weibo.
"You don’t have to worry; I’ll handle this matter," Charlotte assured her, knowing that Annie Anne was concerned about her.
"Right, how are you feeling now?"
"You’ve asked several tis the day I was discharged; I’ve completely recovered, don’t worry," Annie Anne answered with a laugh.
Hearing this, Charlotte quickly said, "How about I bring Annie over to see you tonight?"
More than two months had passed since Annie Anne had been hospitalized.
Thinking carefully, it had been about half a month since the last ti Charlotte had taken Olivia Thompson to see Annie Anne. Charlotte knew that Annie Anne must be missing her daughter terribly.
Annie Anne, who had been leaning on the couch, sat up excitedly upon hearing Charlotte’s words, and her fingertips gripping the magazine involuntarily tensed.
Annie Anne certainly wanted her daughter to stay with her.
But at the sa ti, she felt timid, hesitant to see her daughter because she feared that seeing her would make her want to keep her by her side forever.
Yet, how could she, in her current state, take care of her daughter?
Still, she couldn’t contain her excitent, "Really?"
"Of course, Annie misses you too," Charlotte responded, laughing softly.
Emily Allen lightly pressed her fingertips against her forehead, hesitating for a mont before her slightly trembling voice slowly began to speak.
"Okay, I’ll wait for you."
As Charlotte heard Emily’s response, her heart felt like it had been suddenly squeezed tight.
Now that Annie Anne had been discharged, should Olivia not also return to her side?
The thought brought a tinge of reluctance to Charlotte’s heart, but in truth, she was happy for Annie Anne.
She had gone through so much hardship; having her daughter by her side was certainly a good thing.
However, there were so things Charlotte didn’t ask Annie Anne about and instead, after hanging up the phone, turned to see Justin Battleson.
"Have you been in contact with Oliver Hudson recently?"
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