Chapter 925: Chapter 925: Mysterious Text Message
"Charlotte?" Justin Battleson murmured softly.
"It’s me." Charlotte Thompson nodded, this was the first time she had seen Justin like this.
But Justin seemed somewhat uncertain and called out again, furrowing his brows, "Charlotte..."
Patiently Charlotte responded, intending to turn around and pour a glass of water for Justin, but unexpectedly, he pulled her into his embrace.
The faint scent of alcohol mixed with the fresh mint smell from Justin invaded Charlotte’s nostrils, competing for her attention.
Charlotte felt Justin’s arms tighten around her.
Yet this made Charlotte vaguely feel that something was off with Justin.
"Charlotte..." Justin, with his head lowered, buried his cheek in the nape of Charlotte’s neck, whispering softly.
"Mhm."
Charlotte replied quietly, "What’s wrong..."
Before Charlotte could finish her sentence, Justin spoke softly in her ear, "Let me hold you for a while."
Charlotte rested her palm on Justin’s back, remaining silent.
The room was brightly lit, illuminating the silhouette of the two embracing figures.
After a while, Justin slowly released Charlotte.
Charlotte looked up at Justin’s cheeks, her fingertips sweeping over his slightly blurred eyes and eyebrows from the effects of alcohol.
The warm touch on his skin made Justin feel a bit ticklish, and he grabbed Charlotte’s fingers, rubbing them gently in his palm.
The living room fell silent again, Charlotte pursed her lips, and finally looked up at Justin and asked softly, "What happened?"
Charlotte rarely saw such vulnerability on Justin’s face.
However, Justin did not answer Charlotte. Charlotte raised her cheeks, intending to kiss Justin’s lips, but he turned his head to avoid her.
"I smell too much like alcohol, I don’t want to stink you up."
Justin caressed Charlotte’s cheek, saying softly, "I’m going to take a shower and change clothes."
Charlotte nodded and returned to the bedroom with Justin.
While Justin showered, Charlotte hung his suit jacket to the side, but then, the phone that had been pressed beneath Justin’s outerwear lit up.
Charlotte glanced at it, a message.
"Justin, I didn’t expect to see you today."
The number wasn’t saved in Justin’s phone, and Charlotte, looking at it, frowned slightly.
Who... is this?
The phone’s screen soon dimmed, and Charlotte stood there, guessing that Justin’s odd behavior today might have something to do with the person texting.
Just then, Justin came out of the bathroom, and Charlotte’s train of thought was interrupted.
"You..."
Charlotte was about to turn around when Justin wrapped his arms around her waist, and a warm kiss landed on her neck.
"Charlotte."
Justin’s voice was slightly hoarse as he whispered in Charlotte’s ear.
He held her and brought her to the bed.
Charlotte’s body was a bit stiff, but Justin did nothing more than just quietly hold her in his arms.
Lying against Justin’s chest, Charlotte was anything but calm.
She had to admit, she cared about that message.
The thoughts she had suppressed were now resurfacing, and Charlotte couldn’t help but wonder who this person was.
"Charlotte, tomorrow... is the anniversary of my mother’s death."
This revelation from Justin left Charlotte slightly stunned. She looked up while in Justin’s arms, only to find his eyes were closed.
"Come with me to see her, will you?"
Remembering Justin’s mother, Charlotte felt a twinge of pain in her heart. She raised her hand smoothing out the furrow in Justin’s brow.
"Okay."
Charlotte said softly.