Chapter 491 They Were Not In Love
Cherise sat at the table, her lips pressed tightly together while her hands clenched under the table.
In the brief ten minutes they had been seated, Charisa had mentioned death for the third time. Cherise’s intuition strongly suggested that Charisa didn’t say these words lightly.
Cherise’s lips quivered, and she instinctively reached for Charisa’s hand, but the woman evaded her touch with calm composure. “I’m not comfortable with physical contact.”
She glanced indifferently at Cherise, then rose from her seat and walked out. “I’ll go check on what they’re cooking.
With those words, she left Cherise in the wake of her cold and distant departure.
Cherise’s hand froze mid-air, leaving her with a profound sense of loneliness.
Biting her lip, she turned to Zachary. “She…”
Zachary’s frown deepened, his gaze unusually serious. “What are you trying to say?”
“Her health…” Cherise murmured, her fist tightening.
“She is fine. Zachary’s brows furrowed slightly as he looked at her. “Don’t read too much into it. Aunt Charisa has been a bit more sentimental than usual lately.”
“And she genuinely dislikes physical contact. My uncle passed away over a decade ago, and she has been living alone all these years. No children, no friends. She only lets Kareen and me get a bit closer. So, try to understand her. It’s not that she rejects your touch. She’s just not used to being touched by anyone,” Zachary explained, attempting to soothe Cherise’s unease about Charisa’s behavior.
Cherise bit her lip, a tinge of bitterness settling within her.
She had felt a deep connection with Charisa, thinking she genuinely cared. However, Charisa seemed so accustomed to solitude that it didn’t allow any space for emotional expressions.
Cherise sniffled. “So, about her… and your uncle, were they in love?”
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