“Did he make sure you got home safe?”
Charlotte let out a cold laugh. “He just wants to know where I live, doesn’t he?”
Natalie chuckled but kept her thoughts to herself.
“Well, if he’s so desperate to know, then drop me off at Gardenia Apartments,” Charlotte said, her tone flippant.
Natalie eyed her, uneasy. Charlotte was giving in far too easily… Something didn’t add up.
When they arrived at Gardenia Apartments, Natalie, bound by Evander’s orders, had no choice but to escort Charlotte upstairs herself. Charlotte didn’t protest.
On the way up, Charlotte used Gentry as a go-between to add Judd on WhatsApp. A few minutes later, he accepted.
Judd: [?]
Charlotte: What’s your door code?
Judd: What are you planning?
Charlotte: Just do me a favor. I’ll buy you dinner sometime.
It didn’t take long for Judd to send her the code.
As soon as Charlotte stepped out of the elevator, she stopped and veered toward Judd’s apartment. She pulled down the keypad, entered the code, and the door clicked open.
Judd, unfazed, untied his apron and walked to the entryway. When their eyes met, he glanced at the woman trailing behind Charlotte. In that moment, something seemed to click for him.
He slung the apron over his arm and said, “You’re only just getting home now?”
He sounded as if they were already inseparable.
Natalie felt like the world was ending—or at least, Mr. Howard’s world was.
Charlotte turned to her. “Natalie, want to stay for dinner?”
“Uh… no, that’s alright.”
Charlotte was about to step inside when Natalie blurted out, “Ma’am, you’re still… technically married.”
Judd looked over. “So that makes me the homewrecker?”
Charlotte choked on her words. All she’d wanted was a simple favor, yet he was playing his part so well.
“If he can cheat while we’re married, why can’t I?”
“Actually, Mr. Howard hasn’t—”
“Even if it’s not physical, emotional infidelity still counts. Besides, what does it mean when he’d rather hurt his own wife to protect his so-called soulmate?”
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