Chapter 381: Chapter 381: It Turns out to be Charlotte Thompson
"Friend?" Justin Battleson raised an eyebrow; he took a sip of his tea and a vision of an impatient little lady, Charlotte Thompson, floated in his mind.
"Harper, wait a little longer." Oliver Hudson glance at Harper Gibson and spoke in a plain tone.
"Sorry for being late." Charlotte Thompson rushed in, originally planning to explain things to Annie Anne, but froze when her eyes met the person sitting there.
"Charlotte, you’re finally here." Annie Anne quickly got up and walked towards Charlotte Thompson with a soft murmur.
"Yes, the road was blocked for a while." Charlotte Thompson said with a faint smile, pulling Annie’s hand and gesturing to the Exit.
Annie Anne understood, and then turned to address the crowd.
"My friend needs to use the restroom. King Samuel, Help yourselves."
Oliver Hudson looked at Annie Anne and, noticing the unhidden joy in her eyes, he nonchalantly nodded his head.
Charlotte Thompson pulled Annie Anne into a hidden corridor and whispered a question.
"Annie, why did you suddenly want to get back together with Oliver Hudson?"
Upon hearing Charlotte’s words, Annie Anne immediately began to explain.
"Actually, I..." Annie’s face gradually flushed, she lowered her head, tilting it as she spoke softly.
"I’ve always liked him." Annie Anne seemed lost in her memories.
A layer of faint joy added to her eyes. It was so tender one couldn’t help feeling sorry.
"I understand that our statuses are different, getting back together would mean facing many issues in the future, but I think..." As Annie spoke, her voice grew softer, her eyes glimmered, and her dimples deepened at the corners of her mouth.
"You want to give it another try." Charlotte Thompson understood, gently patting Annie’s head sympathetically.
After a long time of not seeing her, Annie’s complexion looked much rosier than before.
Not only did sorrow and despair fade from her eyes, but joy also grew on her face.
"Charlotte, eventually you’ll understand. There is always someone who is worth everything. You will give everything you have to him and in exchange, you will harvest happiness and joy from this love."
Annie Anne held Charlotte Thompson’s hand, her voice cheerful.
Happiness? Joy?
Charlotte Thompson looked at the smiling Annie Anne in front of her, unable to bear it.
She dared not imagine the situation - if Annie Anne regained her memory and remembered the harm she’d endured from Oliver Hudson, what could she do then?
"Annie." Charlotte’s voice was tinged with a trace of bitterness and she wanted to cry, but decided to bury the secrets and questions inside her heart.
"Charlotte, why do you look like you were crying?" Annie Anne looked puzzled.
"I’m actually happy for you, it’s just I heard that Oliver Hudson is a dark and scheming person. If he ever bullies you, I’ll definitely sort him out."
Charlotte Thompson gripped Annie Anne’s hand tightly, her beautiful eyes full of determination.
Justin Battleson smiled at the thought of how surprised Charlotte Thompson looked when she saw him.
His slender finger intermittently tapping against the table, a hint of amusement in his narrow, phoenix-like eyes.
He picked up his teacup and slowly took a sip, his lips glistening from the tea, was quite tempting.
"Huh, I didn’t expect Annie Anne’s friend to be Charlotte Thompson."
Adam Ross’s one hand played with the lid while stirring the tea leaves in the cup.
His other hand held a slim cigarette stick, a cloud of grey smoke wafted from his thin lips; he looked at Justin Battleson through the layers of smoke and deliberately said it.