Chapter 215: Chapter 215: Are You with Him?
No one understood better than Charlotte Thompson the kind of damage that past events had inflicted on Annie Anne, apart from Annie herself.
And it all stemmed from Oliver Hudson.
Upon hearing this, Annie remained silent for a long time.
Charlotte was in no rush. She watched the late evening sky and listened to the tranquil sound of both their breaths in the receiver. It felt like an eternity before a voice came through.
Annie’s voice remained calm, without the slightest ripple.
"Charlotte, I don’t want to talk about the past. My memory isn’t clear, and I don’t like it very much."
For her, her encounters and entanglements with Oliver Hudson were disastrous, calamitous, yet oddly, also felt like an abyss and a form of redemption.
Charlotte naturally knew that Annie had been adopted by Oliver Hudson.
Annie’s life was destined to be ceaselessly entwined with this man.
Charlotte released a sigh, at a loss for words. Any words of comfort would be in vain.
She pondered for a moment and began to speak, "Annie, actually..."
Suddenly several hazy voices could be heard from the receiver. Though it only lasted a mere moment, it shocked Charlotte as if she’d been struck by lightning.
She incredulously glanced at the caller ID, and her pupils immediately constricted.
It took her a while to gather herself and muster the courage to ask, "Annie, was that a man’s voice just now? Was it Oliver Hudson?"
On the other end, Annie’s face turned pale with fright. She hastily stood up and walked out of the room with the phone receiver, attempting to calm her nerves, her voice trembling, "Charlotte, listen to me..."
Charlotte was still in disbelief.
That voice just now, she definitely didn’t mishear it.
It was definitely Oliver Hudson.
She shut her eyes and struggled to ask, "Are you with him?"
They both knew each other’s temperament very well, so Annie didn’t bother to hide it any longer.
She leaned helplessly back against the door. The coldness of the door seeped through to her, and she slid down to sit on the floor.
She didn’t say a word for a long time.
Charlotte was so angry that she couldn’t speak. She glanced at the time and demanded, "Annie, send me your address now. I’m coming over. Is Oliver Hudson bothering you again?"
Annie remained silent.
Charlotte choked on her words. She shut her eyes a while and swallowed the sour taste in her throat.
"Speak up, Annie."
The afterglow of the sunset had long disappeared, threatening darkness was about to engulf the earth, and the chill crept into her skin, even deeper into her heart.
Charlotte was at a loss for words; she felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
She knew that if a decision came from Annie herself, then no one could change it.
A few minutes had passed by before Annie managed to suppress the strange feelings welling up in her heart and speak up.
Her voice betrayed a rare sob and tremor.
The wind was particularly cold, blowing relentlessly into Charlotte’s ears. She clearly heard the woman’s voice.
"Charlotte, believe me, I was forced, but I am despicable..." Annie paused, her whole body shaking, "I can’t leave Oliver Hudson, you know that, right, Charlotte... I am despicable..."
Charlotte’s eyes grew moist.
Annie quickly composed herself, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her voice.
"Charlotte, don’t worry about me, you can rest assured, as soon as I finish shooting, I will definitely come to see you."
Before Charlotte could respond, the phone started to emit a busy signal.
Charlotte put the phone down, her eyes filled with complexity.
The entanglement between Annie Anne and Oliver Hudson can only be resolved by themselves.