I Have Never Been Your First Choice novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96

Jason didn’t stay long, he left soon after.

Caroline watched Jason’s back as he walked away, clenched her fists, almost biting her teeth to pieces.

He clearly said he would stay to accompany the children!

Was it for that bitch?

No, I won’t

He was clearly protecting the mother and son, their ten years of relationship! She had only been away for six years, how could he possibly change his

mind?

She knew Jaxson too well.

Better to do without than to settle for less.

He was not a man who would fall in love with just anyone.

Caroline comforted herself in her heart, after all, no matter what happened, the way Jaxson favored her and her son made her believe even more firmly that she always had a place in his heart.

And a mere plaything, not worthy of her concern.

On the other side.

Charlotte rolled up her pants in the office, her knees bruised, with marks from the floor tiles.

The office door was suddenly pushed open, and she instinctively pulled down her pants.

“Charlotte, what happened to your knee!” Charlie walked into the office carrying a

a lunch box and happened to see this scene.

Without waiting for Charlotte to say anything, Charlie placed the lunchbox on the table and caught sight of the wound on her forehead. Anger surged up in him, “Who the hell dared to bully you?”

Seeing him about to rush out to find someone, Charlotte hurriedly grabbed him and said, “I fell by myself.”

“Charlotte, how old are you already, and you still managed to fall like this by yourself?”

Charlie couldn’t believe it. She sighed in resignation, The hospital stairs are disinfected and mopped every day. I wasn’t paying attention and accidentally slipped. What’s wrong? Are you going to pick a fight with the stairs too?

Charlie choked, pursed his lips, and sat down on the chair with a thud.

Charlotte looked at the bento box on the table and asked, “What did you bring me?”

my mom made a pot of old hen soup, she made too much, let me bring you a portion to taste.” Charlie opened the thermos, moved it in front of her, the soup was still hot

Charlotte looked at the soup p on the table, falling into silence.

When only Charlie was at home in the past, she could eat the hot meals made by her mother. Even big fish and meat, various snacks, fresh fruits, she could only choose what Charlie didn’t want to eat.