NovelOnlineChapter 437 Quintin knew Irma as well.
After greeting Irma, Quintin's gaze shifted to Charlene, and she offered a warm smile. "You must be Charlene?" It was Charlene's first tmeeting Quintin. She replied respectfully, "Yes, that's me." Quintin nodded, clearly pleased. "You're a striking young woman." Before coming to the hospital, Quintin had already been briefed about Sybil's condition. Still, she didn't rush to propose any specific treatment. Instead, she planned to observe Sybil a bit longer and get a clearer picture before making any decisions.
Charlene and Helena had intended to stay by Sybil's side the whole tand, as a gesture of gratitude, invite Quintin out for lunch. But Quintin waved them off, asking them to head hfor now. She'd update them as soon as she had a treatment plan.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"As for lunch," Quintin said, glancing at Charlene with a smile, "there'll be plenty of chances in the future. No need to rush." With Quintin making herself clear, Charlene and Helena had no choice but to leave.
After leaving the hospital, Charlene returned to work at the office, while Irma accompanied Helena back to the Ross residence.
That evening, Charlene cback to the Ross hfor dinner, and Irma was still there.
Shortly after the meal, as Irma was getting ready to leave, she looked at Charlene, gave her hand a gentle pat, and sighed.
Irma knew about Charlene and Thorne's recent trip to city hall to finalize their divorce. Since they'd made up their minds, there was no point in trying to talk them out of it. Besides, even if she wanted to interfere, speople simply wouldn't listen.
And maybe, just maybe, starting over after the divorce would be the best thing for Charlene.
With that thought, Irma said softly, "Take good care of yourself." Charlene nodded. "I will. Please take care of yourself, too." Irma returned to the old mansion. As she stepped into the foyer, she spotted an unexpected guest sitting in the main hall and paused. "What are you doing back here?" Thorne turned halfway in his seat to look at her. "You yelled atout of the blue yesterday. I figured you must be missing me, so I cby to see you." The old lady gave a huff and turned to the butler. "When did he get here?" "He arrived around six," the butler replied. "I was going to let you know, but Mr. Thorne said not to disturb you, SO-" "Great-grandma!" At that moment, Jasmine crunning down the stairs.
The old lady's face finally broke into a smile at the sight of Jasmine. She opened her arms and pulled Jasmine in for a hug. "Minnie, are you hungry? Have you had dinner?" "I ate with Dad already. What about you, Great-grandma? Did you eat?" The old lady's smile lingered. "Yes, I did." Though seeing Jasmine lifted her spirits, the day's events still left the old lady looking tired.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThorne noticed. "I wanted to talk to you about something, but since you're tired, let's save it for tomorrow morning-" "Don't bother she cut him off, her tone curt. She could guess what he wanted to talk about-it was bound to be something about Vesta Hawkins. "I'm not getting involved, and don't cbotheringwith your problems." Her words were sharp, and Jasmine, who had never seen her great-grandmother lose her temper before, simply blinked and asked, "Are you upset, Great-grandma?" The old lady sighed. "Yes." She glanced at Thorne, her emotions mixed. "Charlene's mother is seriously ill. Did you know that?" Even though Charlene had managed to get Quintin to look after Sybil, if the illness was truly severe, there was a chance that not even Quintin could help.
Thorne's gaze dropped. He replied quietly, "I know now."
His voice was flat, his face calm, showing not even a flicker of O M Those even a surprise. The old lady simmered with frustration: Thorne's indifference toward Charlene was as obvious as ever. He knew all about the bad blood between the Ross and Hawkins families, but still The more she thought about it, the more her chest ached.
Jasmine looked up. "Hasn't Grandma been sick for a long time?"
m She remembered, even as a little girl, her mother had told her that Grandma was ill and needed to stay at the hospital.
"Your grandma's cdown with
something new," the old lady explained to Jasmine. She didn't o'm spare Thorne a glance her tone NO.
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