Chapter 751: Chapter 751

Seeing Justin Battleson came in, Charlotte Thompson quickly composed herself, pretending to be busy with work.

She didn’t want Justin to know about these things, let alone worry about her.

The moment Justin’s face tightened, he had heard some things mentioned by the receptionist downstairs, so he knew that Charlotte was pretending to be strong.

He moved closer, gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and slowly planted a kiss on her forehead.

Charlotte’s heart was filled with joy. She smiled at him playfully and rubbed her nose against his.

"Busy with work?" Justin asked gently. Pulling a face, Charlotte hurriedly opened the file in hand and uttered, "Mm."

Justin didn’t pry any further; he knew that if Charlotte didn’t want to tell him something, he naturally wouldn’t press her.

The best relationship is where each maintains appropriate distance at the right time, allowing each enough privacy and space.

Should they expose each other’s vulnerability at this moment, all they’d meet is embarrassment.

He helplessly sat on the sofa and said lightly, "Alright, you work. I’ll wait for you to have dinner together."

Charlotte just responded, though in truth, she didn’t feel like eating at all.

But she didn’t want to disappoint Justin’s good intentions.

She can’t focus on the densely packed words on the document, and there’s a feeling of uneasiness in her heart as if bugs are crawling in it.

Finally, she couldn’t hold it in anymore and started sobbing at the desk,

Seeing this, Justin quickly put down the newspaper, walked over to her, and embraced her tightly in his arms.

He comforted her softly, "Don’t be afraid. Whatever happens, I’m by your side."

Charlotte could hold it in no longer. She clung to his shoulders and began to cry.

How could she tell him that her father had come to see her, the same father who had caused her mother’s death and later let Mia Stewart mistreat her?

Justin didn’t ask, just offered the solid arms she could depend on.

The wind blew in from the window, taking away only the residual body heat, while the warmth in their hearts was from their mutual reliance.

Charlotte sobbed heavily, taking a long while to finally stop, but her eyes were extremely red.

Seeing her in this state, Justin couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.

His slender fingers gently traced her forehead, the warmth lingering in his fingertips slowly soaking into her body, stirring up a sense of warmth.

Looking at his wet clothes, she felt guilty, "I’m sorry for getting your clothes wet."

Justin regarded her, his love intensified at this moment, thinking to himself that despite her own worries, she was still considering him.

He held her tighter in his arms and said sternly, "Charlotte, as long as I’m here, no one will dare to bully you."

Touched, Charlotte sobbed for a while, knowing Justin was a person she could trust.

"Ethan Allen came to see me."

Even though that man was her father, his attitude changed after her mother passed away and drove her out of the house. Could she still be alive today without Aunt Watson’s help?

Perhaps she would have starved to death when she was small.

But in the end, Ethan Allen is her biological father who shares the same blood with her.

Justin cradled her head and said in a deep voice, "I will handle it."

Charlotte put her finger quickly to his lips, signaling him not to say anything.

Justin had done enough for her behind her back, this time, she wanted to handle it herself.

Moreover, it’s not just about blood relations, but also the lives of her mother and Aunt Watson.

Justin was puzzled, "People like them will threaten you and be very shameless. I’m afraid you’ll be wronged."

Justin was worried, with memories of Ryan Richard’s threats to Charlotte still fresh in his mind, unable to let her face it all by herself.

Charlotte shook her head, "I’m not scared."

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Helpless, Justin knew well Charlotte’s obstinacy.

Once she decides to do something, nobody can stop her, including him.