In the hospital room.
Seeing Justin Battleson again, Charlotte Thompson was slightly stunned.
Only after he left with Oliver Hudson did she slowly come back to reality.
Behind her, Olivia Thompson returned to her chair. She leant lightly against the edge of the bed, her hand holding Annie Anne’s cold hand. Half-closed eyes betrayed her exhaustion.
It was now deep into the night. While the stars shone outside, the heavy rain had stopped. The faint, intermittently-arriving smell of fresh earth from the window gap brought a hint of chill.
Charlotte concealed her complex emotions, tiptoed to close the window tightly, and then pulled the curtain closed.
The quietness in the room was palpable, with the low, whispered voices from the corridor which echoed into the room, seemingly magnified many times over. Hearing the familiar voice, Charlotte’s heartbeat missed a beat,
Her long eyelashes quivered slightly, casting a soft shadow on her eyes. After some thought, she pursed her lips and decided to go out and have a look.
As soon as she opened the door, she ran directly onto Oliver Hudson, who was about to enter. Seeing Charlotte, a trace of bitterness flickered in his eyes, his hand that was reaching for the door fell down powerlessly.
Charlotte sighed, she stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her, looking at him with resignation.
"Oliver Hudson, I’ve made myself very clear."
Hearing this, Oliver Hudson’s pale lips were tightly drawn, and after a few seconds of contemplation, he opened his mouth: "Miss Thompson, I’ve thought it over."
No sooner had his words fallen than Charlotte, somewhat taken aback, looked at him without responding.
Then Oliver Hudson continued, "Miss Thompson, I want to apologize to you. What I did to Annie and the mistakes I’ve made were unforgivable as you said. My actions made everything ."
Hearing this, Charlotte’s hand hanging by her side trembled slightly. Without waiting for her to speak, Oliver went on, "I want to confess, to atone. So, Miss Thompson, I...I plead with you, give me the chance to look after Annie. I will do my utmost to cure her. Even if after she recovers, my life is demanded, I won’t hesitate to give it to her."
His words made Charlotte waver slightly.
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Charlotte’s clenched fists slowly relaxed as she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
In the end, perhaps only Annie and him could untangle their complex relationship.
After letting out a sigh, Charlotte averted her gaze, finally giving an inevitable sigh, nodded, and said, "Oliver Hudson, I’m allowing you to take care of her now. Not because I’ve forgiven you. Because the victim was Annie, and I do not have the right to forgive you on her behalf, remember, you are here to atone."
"An apology to her is what we really want to see. If you relapse, I won’t mind taking you down with me."
With that, she gave Oliver a somewhat resigned look, turned around and went back into the room, leaving the door ajar for him.
Oliver Hudson hadn’t expected her to agree so easily. His face first showed astonishment, then a sense of elation welled up in his heart. He tried hard to control his overwhelming joy and the grin curling on his lips. He quickly followed Charlotte into the hospital room.