The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1239

Anthony: Okay.

Dr. David: By the way, Anthony, did Lottie mention anything else to you?

Dr. David was treading carefully with his question. He remembered Charlotte had once told him she’d share her pregnancy news with Anthony after she managed to get the bracelet. Based on what he knew about her, Charlotte wasn’t the type to sneak around or silently deal with things on her own.

Anthony stared at the message for a couple of seconds before replying, What else would she say?

So, she hadn’t said anything.

Dr. David: Nothing, really. I just worry Lottie might have a flare-up and try to hide it from you.

Anthony frowned, thinking back to how Charlotte had hugged him earlier like she had something important to say.

Anthony: If anything comes up, I’ll let you know. That’s it.

Once the message was sent, Anthony left the bathroom, phone still in hand. The bedroom was quiet and bathed in dim light. On the big, deep blue bed, Charlotte was curled up right in the middle, back to him, holding the comforter close. Her eyes were almost closed, and the soft light made her delicate face look even gentler. She was already fast asleep.

She must have been completely wiped out. These past couple of days had taken a toll on her, body and mind.

Anthony stood there for a moment, then let his robe sleeve fall down to cover the bruised needle marks on his arm. He walked quietly to the bed, lifted the covers, and slipped in. He hadn’t even settled in properly when Charlotte, despite looking dead to the world, suddenly scooted over to him.

Her cool cheek pressed against his chest, her fingers fumbled around, searching for something. Anthony wrapped his right arm around her waist, offered his left hand, and let her hold onto it.

Almost instantly, the tension in her face faded away, and she slipped right back into sleep.

So I’m just your human pillow, huh?

He tapped her nose lightly, watched her for a few seconds, then pressed a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth. He smiled, whispering, “Go to sleep. We’re heading home tomorrow.”

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