Chapter 228
In the underground parking garage, an opened the passenger door of the line and slid in, still trailing the winter chill on his coat
“Sean, mission accomplished. She took the bags. And the cat
Sean’s fingers rested on the steering wheel. His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly. “Did she suspect anything?”
Tam answered honestly, “Yeah, she asked if it was from you. I had Mia help cover it. Charlotte trusts her, so I think we’re in the clear,”
Sean let out a quiet, heavy ham.
Neither of them spoke for a moment. Sean stated blankly into the darkness beyond the windshield, and the only sound in the car was the soft whoosh of the beater Tan knew what was happening. Sean was thinking about charlotte again. So he stayed quiet, letting the moment breathe.
After a long pause, Sean murmured, “I really want to see her.”
lan blinked, “Give me a sec.” He pulled out his phone. “Let me work something out.”
He dialed Mia.
“Hey, Mia. So, when I dropped the car off, Charlotte didn’t look too good. She was completely deflated–like a wilted flower. I think she’s still hurting pretty bad. She’s off tomorrow, right? Maybe take her out tonight, get her to let some of it out?”
On the other end, Mig sighed dramatically. “Ugh, of course she’s not okay. She was crazy about Sean. Meanwhile, he’s out here partying with some actress like nothing ever happened. Men are cold, heartless creatures.”
Jan glanced sideways at Sean
Sean looked like a mess. He looked noticeably thinner than ever. Faint dark circles shadowed his eyes. He clearly hadn’t slept for days.
Most people had no idea how much Sean loved Charlotte. But tan knew, After all these years as his closest friend, this was the first time he’d seen him care about a woman this much.
Sean had always been calm and in control, but after the breakup, it was like he was falling apart.
He was a hopeless romantic stuck with the label of a heartless jerk Even as a bystander, lan could barely stand to watch it anymore.
He chatted a bit more with Mia, she was already making plans to take Charlotte out for drinks.
He nudged Mila gently. If you do go out, which bar are you thinking? I’ll come pick you up later.”
Ian hung up and stugged “All set. We leave in twenty. “Noir” bar,‘
Charlotte hadn’t planned on going out that night. She was just going to finish dinner, curl up on the couch, and watch a drama before bed.
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