Marry Ex's Uncle After Divorcement

Marry Ex’s Uncle After Divorcement By Jacqueline Chapter 232

But Jonathan just couldn’t spot what the change exactly was. So Charlie was now relying more on his new wife

than his old subordinate! Jonathan sighed.

Having taken some water for refreshment, Theresa gave a glance at the two boys who were attending the class.

They looked quite absorbed. Mrs. Calsis, who was watching them aside, took her eyes off Theresa after giving

her a quick glimpse. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Yet Theresa went up to her, “Thank you for looking after them so carefully.”

“It’s my duty to take care of my own grandsons. You don’t have to say that.” Mrs. Calsis’ tone sounded rather

chilly.

Theresa only found it amusing. She then returned to Charlie’s room. Charlie had taken a shower and put on new clothes as he had been in sweat too. Jonathan had left the room. Fearing Charlie would get deflated by the failure, Theresa went up to comfort him, “Don’t lose your heart. It’s a long process. Just keep trying.” Hardly had she finished her words, she was dragged forward by Charlie to the seat in front of him. Theresa got alert instantly at his gaze, as she knew he would always take advantage of her each time he abruptly pulled her

over.

Theresa had to guard herself with folding arms, “Did you take my joke for real? Please! You haven’t really

stood up

now!”

With a repressed hint of smile in his eyes, Charlie joked, “You are getting fearful now? Weren’t you quite daring just now?”

“I was saying that merely as encouragement! And that helps you to take it easy, doesn’t it?” retorted Theresa.

“Look, it really works!”

Charlie reached forward, though not frivolously this time, only to stroke her face with his uncared fingers. His eyes were suffused with softness, respect and admiration, with the least touch of his usual arrogance and aloofness. How he wanted to ask her to stay with him forever! But his pride and dignity just had prevented him. from uttering that over and over again. Yet this time, the urge to speak it out finally won out even if he knew she was likely to mock him. “Theresa, could you stay here? Don’t leave me.” he finally said. Theresa smiled. “You will go back on your words when you are able to walk.” She made the judgment based on her previous experience. Patients would rely on her emotionally in the course of rehabilitation. As the physical disability destroyed their confidence, many patients tended to think themselves being looked down upon. Since Theresa was good at dealing with such a mentality, patients could fall in love with her easily, though they would change later and went on the other way round when he really recovered and went back to the normal track of life. Nothing left in the deal. And now, Charlie was only one of them, though a bit unexpectedly. With a thoughtful look, Charlie swore, “I mean it! Please don’t think I’m kidding!” He was quite pissed off to meet with such a reaction of hers when he had strived so hard to confide in her. He just felt his sincerity was unfairly treated.

Theresa replied, “I know you are quite serious now, and that’s the very reason I don’t think you could keep your promise.”

Yet Charlie just found her response rather perfunctory. He let go of her with a snort, “All right. I’ll go to work.”

He still felt quite pettish after saying that.