Unknown Divorce Revelation Beyond Time (Charlene and Thorne) novel Chapter 704

Since Charlene's car was still parked at the restaurant from the night before, she hopped into Thorne's car after breakfast so they could drop Jasmine off at school together.

After watching their daughter disappear through the school gates, Thorne turned to Charlene. "Shall I drop you at the office?"

"No need," she declined evenly. "I'll grab a cab."

Thorne gave a brief nod, not pushing the issue. "Stay safe."

He offered a polite nod of farewell, then climbed back into his car without a backward glance, heading straight for The Henderson Group.

He spent the entire morning drowning in paperwork. Come noon, he had a scheduled lunch meeting. However, the moment he and Coy stepped out of the lobby, they spotted Vesta Hawkins waiting by the parking lot.

Both men slowed their steps.

Coy was acutely aware of the icy stalemate between Thorne and Vesta. He knew she had shown up at the office a few times recently, only to be turned away.

But she hadn't made an appearance in nearly half a month. Her sudden arrival now...

Coy shot a discreet glance at his boss.

Vesta approached Thorne with a soft, hesitant smile. "Am I interrupting anything?"

"No," Thorne replied.

Her smile brightened, and she naturally followed him into his car.

Watching them settle into the backseat, Coy let out a quiet sigh of relief. He figured that deep down, Thorne still harbored feelings for her.

The privacy partition smoothly rolled up, severing Coy and the driver's view of the back.

As the car merged into the bustling city traffic, Vesta looked at Thorne. "It's been a while since we had a proper meal together. I just wanted to see you."

"Ms. Hawkins!" Coy yelled in horror.

The executives behind them panicked. "Get her to a hospital! Now!"

Without a second's hesitation, Thorne scooped Vesta's limp body into his arms, loaded her into the car, and raced toward the emergency room.

News traveled fast. Before long, anxious members of both the Hawkins and Spencer families rushed through the hospital doors.

Vesta had sustained a severe laceration to her shoulder. While it wasn't life-threatening, the doctor made it clear she would require a substantial hospital stay to recover.

Shortly after, Granger Harden and Moran Albright arrived, clutching bouquets and fruit baskets.

By then, Vesta had regained consciousness. Everyone in the room knew she had just risked her life for Thorne.

Moran looked down at her, his eyes brimming with gratitude and deep concern. "How are you feeling? Hanging in there?"