"Charlotte."
Jim could tell that Charlotte was behaving a little strangely. He furrowed his brows and lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Don't you like Harvey?"
There was a hint of questioning in his gaze, accompanied by hostility and coldness.
His gaze was so sharp that it felt like it would penetrate all her thoughts and reach her deepest desires.
She was a little terrified of this and did not dare to meet his eyes. Instead, she turned her head away and said, "I never said I don't like him."
She sniffed and continued, "I'm just scared he won't like me...
"After all, I had left Merchant City not long after he was born, and now that he's already six, I'm worried he won't accept me
With that, she wiped her tears away and added, "I'm sure that he won't like me, and I
"Of course he will." A hint of pain shot through Jim's heart as he watched Charlotte cry. He pulled her into his arms and said in a low, melodic voice, "Don't worry about all this; leave it to me."
As soon as he finished his sentence, the driver pulled the car to a halt
"Alright." Charlotte sniffed and lifted her head to force out a smile. "Even if Harvey doesn't like me, I'll love him with all my heart.
"He’s your son...and so, he's mine too." Seeing how earnest she looked, Jim curled his lips into a smile and gave her another hug before getting out of the car.
When the two of them entered the hospital elevator after coming out of the parking lot, they bumped into Bonnie and Christopher.
Inside the elevator, Bonnie was leaning on Christopher's shoulder, her face as white a s a sheet of paper.
Even though the journey here was not far, every step felt like torture for her.
At the start, she could still walk by herself and did not need to rely on Christopher at all.
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