Chapter 96
No, that was impossible.
Kane was clearly protecting her and Jasper. Their ten year history meant something
She had only been away for six years–hmy emill he possibly have changed his feelings so drastically?
Seraphina know Kane too well. He was selective and discriminating in his affections.
He wasn’t the type of Alpha who would fall for just anyone.
Caroline comforted herself internally. After all, no matter what happened, the way Kane favored her and her son made her believe even more firmly that she would always have a place in his heart.
And a mere plaything wasn’t worthy of her serious concern.
On the other side, Aria returned to her office and rolled up her pants leg to examine her knees, which were bruised with marks from the hospital
Пoor tiles
The office door was suddenly pushed open, and she instinctively pulled down her pants.
“Aria, what happened to your knee Charlie walked into the office carrying a lunch container and caught fight of the injury.
Without waiting for Aria to respond, Charlie placed the container on her desk and noticed the wound on her forehead. Fury surged through him. “Who the hell dared to hurt you?!”
Seeing him about to rush out to confront someone, Aria quickly grabbed his arm. “I fell by myself.”
“Aria, how old are you? How do you still manage to fall and injure yourself this badly?”
Charle couldn’t believe it, his protective instincts flaring
She sighed in resignation. The hospital floors are disinfected and ropped daily. I wasn’t paying attention and slipped. What are you going to do, pick a fight with the cleaning staff?
Charlie deflated, pursed his lips, and sat down heavily in a chair.
Aria looked at the lunch container on her desk. “What did you bring mo?”
“Oh, Mom made a big pot of chicken soup. She made too much and asked me to bring you some to try,” Charlie opened the thermos and moved it in front of her, the soup still steaming.
Arla looked at the soup, falling into contemplative silence.
In the past, when only Charlie was home, she could enjoy hot meals prepared by their mother. But usually, she could only eat what Charlie didn’t want–the leftovers from big meals, various snacks, and fresh fruits.
Charlie had never realized how biased their parents could be.
“Aria, what’s wrong? Don’t you like the soup?
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