Unknown Divorce Revelation Beyond Time (Charlene and Thorne) novel Chapter 500

Helena had come down with a cold these past two days. On Saturday morning, after visiting Sybil Ross at the hospital, Charlene drove across town to pay a visit to Irma at the hospital where she was staying.

When Charlene arrived, both Thorne and Jasmine were already there.

Irma seemed more energetic than she had been right after she woke up; the moment she saw Charlene, a smile lit up her face.

Thorne didn’t interrupt as Charlene chatted with Irma. Instead, he quietly poured Charlene a glass of water, then sat nearby, peeling apples for Jasmine and Charlene.

When Thorne finished slicing the apple into bite-sized pieces and handed a small plate to Charlene, she accepted it with a polite, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he replied simply.

Watching the two of them manage a calm, civil conversation, Irma let out a silent sigh of relief.

Charlene had lingered at Sybil’s place for quite a while, and by the time she’d spent half an hour with Irma, it was already mealtime.

Irma glanced at Thorne and said, “I have someone here to help with my meals. Charlene’s been visiting me every day since my stay began. Thorne, why don’t you take Charlene out for a nice lunch for me?”

Charlene was about to refuse, but Irma patted her hand and shook her head, saying softly, “There’s no hidden agenda, dear.”

She looked at Thorne as she spoke, as if to reassure them both—she truly wasn’t trying to set them up.

In truth, Irma, much like Moran Albright, had noticed how much more at ease Thorne and Charlene seemed with each other since they’d decided to separate. The tension had eased, and they got along better than ever.

Irma was glad to see it. With Minnie as their daughter, even if they wouldn’t be husband and wife anymore, it was good to preserve some warmth between them.

Thorne turned to Charlene. “What would you like to eat—Italian or American?”

Hearing she could join them for lunch, Jasmine perked up and tugged on Charlene’s hand. “Yeah, Mom, what do you want?”

When they arrived at the restaurant and heard Thorne was there too, they didn’t think much of it—just assumed he was entertaining someone important, and asked the manager for a separate room.

But the moment they saw Charlene standing outside Thorne’s private suite, they stopped dead in their tracks.

Leah’s expression darkened. “What are you doing here?”

Charlene kept her phone to her ear, ignoring the question. She couldn’t be bothered to answer.

The restaurant manager, who knew Charlene had come in with Thorne—and had seen Thorne’s daughter holding Charlene’s hand affectionately—wiped his brow, unsure what exactly was going on. He forced a smile and explained honestly, “Miss, she arrived with Mr. Henderson...”

Leah demanded, “Just the two of them?”

Thorne had given instructions to treat the Spencer and Hawkins families with courtesy, and those orders hadn’t changed. The manager nodded, still being truthful, “No, Mr. Henderson’s daughter is with them as well.”