Chapter 91

During their marriage, Thorne had never held her like this while sleeping, and a good morning kiss? That was completely unheard of. Charlene was convinced Thorne must have thought she was Vesta.

With pursed lips and slowly reddening eyes, Charlene watched Thorne, who remained asleep. She swallowed the bitterness rising in her throat, took a deep breath, and carefully distanced herself, extracting herself from his embrace. Their bodies were so close that even the slightest movement from her would disturb him.

Sure enough, as soon as she removed his hand from her waist and sat up, intending to pull her legs away, Thorne woke up. Their eyes met.

Coming to his senses and realizing the mix-up, Thorne hesitated before unwrapping his legs.

Charlene withdrew hers, turned away without another glance, and slid into her slippers before heading to the Bathroom. When she finished and came out, Thorne was nowhere to be seen in the room.

When she stepped out, she saw him at the end of the hallway, still in his pajamas, absorbed in a phone call. Charlene gave him just a quick glance before heading downstairs.

Irma was already up. Shortly after, Jasmine descended the stairs as well.