Chapter 1046: Chapter 1046: Right? Charlotte?
Charlotte Thompson stared intently and recognized the cloth she had first used to bandage Vincent.
Initially, Charlotte wanted to reach out and take it, but she hadn’t expected Vincent to suddenly retract his arm at that moment.
This left Charlotte looking at Vincent with an expression of incomprehension.
"I dirtied this cloth, so I’ll wash it and then return it to you," Vincent earnestly folded the cloth.
"It’s such a hassle; I can just deal with it when I get back," Charlotte shook her head.
"How can that be?" Vincent naturally refused Charlotte, and by then, he had already pocketed the cloth.
"Suit yourself then," Charlotte didn’t really care about the handkerchief, so she didn’t insist on taking it back.
"Now that I’ve been to the hospital and my wound is bandaged, can it be put away now?" Vincent looked up at Charlotte.
"Okay, as you say, Doctor Vincent," Charlotte teased him and made Vincent crack a smile.
Now that there wasn’t anything urgent, Charlotte was also planning to find out about the Battleson Family, and so prepared to leave with Jordan Thompson.
"Regarding the Anne family, I’ll ask a friend to inquire for you, hoping it might help," Vincent turned his head and spoke to Charlotte as they were about to leave.
"Don’t bother; this is a private issue for our family, and we can handle it well. Besides, you’ve helped me a lot, haven’t you? It’s starting to make me feel a little embarrassed," Charlotte said with a beaming smile.
Vincent smiled without answering.
Charlotte, Vincent, and Jordan, the three of them walked shoulder to shoulder, simply talking about the old days in Ashton.
Now, recalling those times, although Charlotte was extremely busy at work, she felt a great sense of fulfillment emotionally.
Charlotte curved her lips into a smile, but a trace of melancholy flickered in her eyes.
Under the shelter of the Thompson Family, Charlotte and her children were very well protected.
So, that could be considered a worry-free life.
"I actually miss those days in Ashton quite a bit," Vincent’s words pulled Charlotte out of her reverie.
"Maybe we’ll get a chance to go back, don’t you think, Charlotte?"
But Charlotte didn’t pay much attention to Vincent’s inquiry, simply nodding her head, "Perhaps."
Right after Charlotte spoke, Vincent in front of her suddenly staggered.
This unexpected situation naturally startled Charlotte.
She saw Vincent’s body fall limply towards her, and Charlotte had no choice but to catch him.
Their height difference made it difficult for Charlotte, as Vincent’s weight pushed her backward.
With one hand on Vincent’s shoulder and the other supporting his chest, she tilted her head back slightly, leaned her back against the wall, and barely managed to hold him up.
Vincent seemed to come to his senses then, bracing his arm near Charlotte’s ear, showing with his barely lifting eyes that he still lacked strength.
"Sorry, I felt a bit dizzy just now and didn’t stand steady. Did I scare you?" Vincent said softly, leaning in.
"I’m fine, but you need to be more careful. What caused this sudden weakness?" Charlotte blinked.
"It’s probably low blood sugar, an old issue of mine," Vincent said nonchalantly.
The two of them casually chatted, unaware of how intimate their current posture was.