"Justin..."
Charlotte was sowhat pained by Justin Battleson’s grip, her expression also a bit unsightly. She placed her fingertips on Justin’s joints, gently touching him, but Justin remained unmoved, showing no intention of letting her go.
"Mr. Battleson, you seem to have hurt Charlotte."
Noticing Charlotte’s expression, Vincent pointed at the spot where Justin was holding Charlotte and spoke softly.
"What were you two doing just now?"
Justin turned his head and stared at Charlotte’s cheeks. Although he had been restraining himself from showing his anger in front of Charlotte, he had to admit that what he had just seen had agitated him.
He now only wanted to hear Charlotte’s explanation.
"We were doing nothing." Charlotte, sensing Justin’s emotional turbulence, did not know what had caused it.
"Doing nothing?"
Justin clenched his molars; he couldn’t believe he’d received such a response.
Justin’s throat moved slowly, and as he turned his head, he t Vincent’s seemingly smiling eyes.
"Justin..."
Charlotte called Justin’s na again, trying to pull her hand from his grip.
Noticing Charlotte’s movent, Justin imdiately loosened his grip.
Just as Justin was about to speak, Vincent unexpectedly chuckled first.
Vincent’s laughter was hearty, but it also seed sowhat baffling.
"Mr. Battleson must be misunderstanding sothing," Vincent cald down but his eyes still curved in amusent.
"Just now a bug flew into my eye, Charlotte was helping clear it out."
Charlotte then realized that she indeed appeared to have Vincent encircled in her arms just before.
"Yes, I was helping him remove the bug," Charlotte hurriedly nodded.
Justin listened, his furrowed brows did not relax, he lowered his head to look at the light clothing on Charlotte and spoke somberly.
"Isn’t there a resting partition in the hospital ward? Why did you co out? What if you catch a cold, don’t you know I would be worried?"
If it were any other ti, Justin would have draped his coat over Charlotte imdiately, but this ti, he openly pulled Charlotte into his embrace.
This movent evidently startled Charlotte, and she buried her head in Justin’s chest, unsure of what to do next.
"You two are really a loving couple, it’s enviable."
Just then, having turned into the third wheel, Vincent made an awkward comnt.
Justin, finding Vincent greatly annoying, glanced over at him and said, "It’s so late, Doctor Vincent, why are you still in the hospital?"
"Perhaps there are still patients in the hospital who need my care," Vincent responded with a glowing smile.
"Then perhaps Doctor Vincent should get busy, don’t waste ti here," Justin’s tone was clearly pointed.
Vincent shrugged his shoulders, turned, and prepared to leave, but in the end, whether intentionally or not, he turned his head to glance at Charlotte.
"Charlotte, if you need anything, contact right away."
Before Charlotte could react, Justin’s palm was already pressing on the back of her neck, forcing her to remain nestled in his embrace.
After hearing Vincent’s words, Charlotte could only mutter a muffled response.
Vincent’s brow lifted as he turned and left.
"Can we go now? He’s gone."
Hearing the footsteps fading, Charlotte tapped Justin lightly on the side of his waist and spoke.
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