Charlotte Thompson got into the car and fastened her seat belt. Jack Bryant asked her, "Miss, do you have any preference for the location?"
Charlotte leaned back, thought about it carefully, and then said, "Somewhere close to a kindergarten and also not far from Riley Group."
Henry Thompson had already arranged for the best kindergarten in the city center.
She paused for a moment and seemed to suddenly remember something. She said to Jack, "Right, let’s pick up Annie from the hospital first. She can come and take a look too."
Upon hearing this, Jack nodded slightly and then drove off.
When they arrived at the hospital, it was almost noon. Charlotte opened the door to the ward gently and saw Oliver Hudson calmly sorting out the medications prescribed by the doctor and carefully labeling the boxes.
When Oliver saw Charlotte, his brow raised slightly, "What’s up?"
"Nothing." Charlotte lowered her voice, "How is she?"
Her gaze slowly landed on the woman lying on the bed. Her face was still pale, but her lips had regained some color. She seemed to be improving.
Upon hearing her words, Oliver smiled. There was a noticeable dark circle under his eyes, but a flash of joy was evident in his eyes, "She’s staying awake longer now, but she often has headaches. She’s sleeping again."
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Charlotte also breathed a sigh of relief. She didn’t want to wake her up. She turned her gaze and saw Olivia Thompson slightly leaning to Annie Anne’s side on the bed.
The little girl was awake but not sleeping. Seeing Charlotte made her sit up happily from the bed and look for her shoes to get off the bed.
Charlotte smiled, walked a few steps forward, and looked at the little niece who finally smiled. She felt inexplicably happy too.
So she lowered her voice and said, "Annie, why don’t we have Uncle Hudson watch over here while Mommy takes you to see the house, okay?"
Annie had been cooped up in the hospital room for some time and hadn’t seen the other children in a while. She decisively nodded and said, "Okay."
On the other side, Oliver Hudson wiped his hands and looked surprised, "Planning to stay long term?"
Charlotte took Annie’s hand and nodded at his words, "There are still some things that aren’t sorted out... We’re leaving now. If Annie loses control of her emotions, call me."
The atmosphere between them was devoid of their previous hostility, and Charlotte could feel it too. But she only sighed in her heart.
If Oliver could really redeem himself, her hatred could perhaps truly disappear.
Jack took them to see several villas and apartments. Finally, they settled on a flat in a bustling part of the city center. The decorations reflected Henry’s style with a dominant understated yet elegant cold color scheme.
The kids excitedly ran in to choose their rooms. From a distance, they could hear Grace Thompson’s giggling.
"I want this room, and it has to be painted pink in the future!"
Charlotte smiled indulgently, sat down on the sofa, looked around, leaned back, and let out a satisfied sigh.
Before she had time to enjoy the peace, a series of urgent phone rings broke the silence.
She glanced at the caller ID and answered the call.
On the other end, Henry Hudson closed the book on his lap while maintaining his usual warm voice.
"Charlotte, I heard you’re planning to settle here?"
Henry Hudson knowing this didn’t surprise Charlotte at all.
Jordan Thompson must have nagged in his ear about it.