Unknown Divorce Revelation Beyond Time (Charlene and Thorne) novel Chapter 641

After they left, the smile on Henley Hawkins's face faded.

Lately, whenever Vesta tried to contact Thorne, her calls either went unanswered or he'd claim to be busy. It had been the same for the past two days. In that moment, it wasn't just Vesta; even Henley could feel with stark clarity that Thorne had changed.

Vesta stared in the direction Thorne and Charlene had disappeared, her hand tightening around her phone in silence.

After a moment, Henley collected himself and asked, "Are you going to call him?"

Even though Charlene seemed to occupy all of Thorne's attention now, he still hadn't officially broken up with Vesta. They had been together for so long; he must still have some feelings for her. She wasn't completely out of chances to win him back.

Vesta understood what he meant.

Once she was in the car, she hesitated for a moment before dialing Thorne's number.

No one answered.

That evening, she tried again, but Thorne still didn't pick up. To make matters worse, he hadn't returned her call by the next day.

By then, nearly everyone in the Hawkins and Spencer families knew that Thorne had spent his free time with Charlene instead of contacting Vesta. They were forced to admit that he truly wasn't the same man he used to be. He was genuinely invested in Charlene now.

Georgina Spencer's expression soured. She never would have imagined that Charlene possessed such skill, managing to turn Thorne's attitude around and make him so attentive right as their divorce was approaching.

Jacques Hawkins was a high school senior, buried in his studies, so he was oblivious to most of the family drama. When he came downstairs and saw the grim faces and heavy atmosphere, he couldn't help but ask, "Did something happen?"

Maureen Spencer masked the coldness in her eyes and offered an elegant smile. "It's just a small issue with your father's and sister's companies."

But since he had brought it up, she had no choice but to nod. "Okay," she said, then added, "Thank you."

Thorne smiled faintly. He still had work to finish. "Just a minute," he told her.

"Of course," Vesta replied softly.

As he reviewed his documents, Thorne asked, "I have a dinner engagement later. Want to come along?"

"Okay," Vesta agreed.

After he finished his work, Thorne took Vesta to the dinner engagement. On the surface, everything seemed the same as before, as if his unanswered calls and lack of contact had never happened.