Chapter 487: She Put Her Hand Into His Pajamas

Charles’ POV:

It was midnight by the time I went home from my social engagements.

The house was eerily quiet tonight.

After taking a shower, I went to the children’s room.

The nightlight was on.

On the bed, James was nestling in Caroline’s arms.

Caroline, on the other hand, was bent like a shrimp as she held her son in her arms.

la Her soft, long hair was scattered on the pillow, revealing her charming face.

Both were lousy sleepers, so most of the quilt had now fallen to the ground.

Upon seeing them together like that, I was lost in thought for a moment.I lifted the quilt and lay beside
Caroline.

Then, I stretched out my arm, so that she could rest her head on it.

Caroline turned around and leaned towards me; her hands, fumbling around for something.

I held her hand right when she put it underneath my pajamas.

My body felt tense and I began breathing heavily. People claimed that those who huddled themselves
up while sleeping lacked a sense of security.

And it seemed as though Caroline wasn’t an exception.



Thus, I pulled her closer towards me.

Fortunately, she didn’t struggled.

She just fumbled beneath my pajamas until her soft hands were wrapped around my waist.

The muscles in my waist tensed up, and it felt like my lower body was on fire.

Just then, the phone on the bedside vibrated.

Considering it was the middle of a quiet night, it was hard to ignore it.

It was Caroline’s phone.

I grabbed it from the table and saw Simon’s name flickering on the screen.

Even until now, he was still pestering Caroline.

‘Looks like my warning last time didn’t faze him"

Caroline groaned in her sleep.

The frown on her face made it seem like she was woken up by the noise.

Thus, I asked her, "Someone is calling you.Would you like to answer it?"

"You answer it for me," she said in a lazy voice, and then drifted into dreamland again.

I answered the call and put the phone near my ear.

"Caroline, where are you right now?" Simon asked over the phone.

I didn’t respond.



"Caroline, Edward said that you promised him to never see Charles again.Is that true?"

Simon continued.

then that I understood something.I now realized that this was the reason why Caroline hadn’t been
answering my calls during the past few days.

She didn’t even show up during Grandma’s surgery.

"I know you still love Charles, Caroline, but he’s a bastard.He doesn’t even understand you! All he’ll
ever do is hurt you.Know that I’m willing to wait until you finally change your mind, Caroline."

"She’s asleep right now.Give her another call tomorrow."

I decided to cut him off because I was sick of hearing him talk of how much he loved Caroline.

A long silence ensued on the other end of the line.

"Who are you?" Simon growled.

"The bastard you just mentioned."

Having said that, I disconnected from the call.

The room fell into silence once more.

Caroline’s POV:

The next morning, I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling.I was confused as to where I was at this
moment.

I turned over and found that the side of the bed next to me was empty.



Then it came to me that I was on James’ room in the Moore mansion.

‘Why did James get up so early?’ I wondered.

After getting up, I went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.

The toiletries I used before were still there.

They were neatly placed on the washbasin, as though I still lived in this house.

Once I was done washing up, I changed my clothes and went downstairs.

Down in the dining room, Zoey was preparing breakfast.

She put a plate of food in front of me and said, "Have some breakfast, Mrs.Moore."

Zoey was a new maid here.

Even though Charles and I had already separated, each time I was here, she would call me Mrs.Moore.

None of the other members of the Moore family corrected her, so I never bothered to correct her either.

"Where are the kids?" I asked.

"Tracy took James to see a doctor, while Janet and Richard took the twins out for a day of
fun.Mr.Moore went to work, but it seems like he caught a cold, so he didn’t have any appetite for
breakfast," answered Zoey.

"Did Charles come back last night?"

Only then did it dawn on me that I indeed heard Charles’ voice last night.

‘Wasn’t it just a dream?’ I wondered.



‘Did he actually sleep next to me last night?’

"Yes, ma’am.He came out of the children’s room this morning."

My face was burning up and I could tell that it was so red.

Last night, I slept so soundly that I wasn’t even aware that Charles was lying beside me.

After eating breakfast, I went home and changed my clothes.

This morning, a bidding was going to happen at the Moore Group’s building.

There were only seven companies that would participate in the bidding, so the first round of the bidding
finished swiftly.

Soon, the representatives of each company left one after another.

While we were waiting for the elevator, the door of the CEO’s exclusive elevator nearby opened up.

"Mrs.Moore." I looked over and saw that it was Amy who greeted me.

She was Charles’ capable assistant, so everyone greeted her warmly.

"Would you mind staying for a little bit longer, ma’am?" Amy said to me through the crowd.

I nodded and asked, "Sure.What’s up?"

"Since you’re already here, why don’t you go upstairs and talk to Mr.Moore?" said Amy.

I was taken aback by Amy’s request.I pondered on it for a moment, and eventually shook my head.

"I think it’s best that I don’t.It’s not a good idea."



"Mr.Moore has a fever right now, ma’am.He’s been upstairs throughout the whole morning and refused
to go to the hospital.It worries me that he will have a pneumonia.Currently, he’s still working on some
documents, and I can’t persuade him to see a doctor."

My heart stopped Thereafter, we took the exclusive elevator upstairs.

At this moment, nobody else was on the top floor.

It was eerily quiet up here.

While I was standing outside the office, I thought for a moment before knocking on the door tentatively.

It remained silent inside.

Right after I knocked, the door was opened slightly.

It turned out that it had been left unlocked.I peered through the crack of the door.

Inside the spacious office, Charles was leaning against the swivel chair.

The chair was faced towards the window with its back to me.

From where I was standing, I could only see the back of Charles’ head and I couldn’t see his
expression. I stood at the door, staring blankly at him for a good few seconds.

As I looked at him, I felt conflicted.I had made myself believe that I could move on, but in reality, I was
just deceiving myself.

Even after everything that happened, I was still concerned about him.I pushed the door open and
strutted into the office.



The sound of my high heels resonated throughout the room.I did my best to walk as lightly as possible,
but the clacking of the heels echoed nonetheless.

Charles seemed unbothered by the sounds, which led me to believe that he was asleep.

Not in the mood to look around his office, I approached him directly.

He was indeed asleep.

But my heart sank when I saw that his face was abnormally red.

Even as he slept, his eyebrows were still knitted together, and there was a thin layer of sweat on the tip
of his nose.

His body was trembling slightly.He appeared to be feeling cold.

My heart skipped a beat when I put my hand on his forehead.

‘He’s burning up!’ I thought, fearing for his safety.

"Charles, wake up."

I patted him on the shoulder, but he didn’t even flinch.I squatted down and whispered in his ear,
"Charles? Charles! Wake up!"

Suddenly, I felt a warm hand grabbing my hand on his shoulder.

The next moment, he pulled me down to sit on his lap.I was shocked.

‘Is he awake?’ I wondered.

I tried to push him away and stand up.



However, Charles was holding my waist too tightly and he prevented me from getting up.

"Honey, don’t move," he said in a hoarse yet gentle voice.

His eyes remained closed.

His gentleness made me want to cry.


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