This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 1195 The Strange Charles Lane

However, Daphne was anxious. Why? Of course, it’s because I don’t want to get exposed! She was not really going abroad, so how could she let Sonia send her off? If she did, would that not expose everything?

With both hands tightly holding her phone, she quickly explained, “Because I booked my flight for 11.00PM, so I don’t want to bother you at such a late hour. More importantly, President Fuller wouldn’t feel at ease with you going out at that hour.”

That makes sense. While touching her chin, Sonia asked, “But why did you book a flight for such a late hour?”

Daphne continued to lie, “I especially bought it at that hour because I can catch up on some sleep on the plane and go straight to work when I get there.”

“Oh, alright then. I won’t see you off, but you have to send me a text before you get on the plane so that I know you’ve successfully boarded. Then, I’ll feel more assured.”

Noticing that Sonia had given up the idea of sending her off, Daphne felt relieved. “Alright, Chairman Reed.”

“Alright. Then, I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll hang up now.” After looking at the time, Sonia found that it was getting late.

Daphne did not want to continue this conversation either; the more she spoke, the more she felt sorry toward Sonia.

Until the end, she was afraid that she could not stand the guilt in her heart and blurted out the truth instead. Therefore, she also felt relieved when Sonia suggested they end the call. “Okay. Goodbye, Chairman Reed.”

“Goodbye.” After hanging up, Daphne set down her phone and felt the heavy burden weighing on her heart return to its place.

Then, Charles came over and sat down beside the bed while smiling. “I didn’t expect you to be able to lie so well. You don’t even look flustered.”

Hearing the man’s sarcastic words, Daphne laughed self-deprecatingly and stated, “This is what you asked me to do. You didn’t want Chairman Reed to know you brought me here, so you asked me to resign, and since I can’t tell her the truth, I can only lie.”

“Are you putting the blame on me?” Charles asked with narrowed eyes. Turning her head away, she replied, “No. I’m blaming myself.”

Blaming myself for why I didn’t push him away. Blaming myself for why I didn’t abort this child sooner. Otherwise, all of this wouldn’t have happened.

about how Charles found out about her pregnancy and how he knew she wanted to abort their child. More importantly, how did he know the exact place and time of her operation and arrived there just in time to stop

happened

it was not Sonia, who had never asked her about Charles during the phone call. So, there was no way that Sonia would know anything about Charles’ involvement and acknowledgement regarding

“What are you thinking about?” As he noticed the light flashing across her

avoided his gaze

would not get an answer if she asked anyway. Of

he got to his feet. “Fine, then. It’s getting late and I have to go. You stay here, and someone will come over to take care of you. If there’s nothing important, don’t contact

her pale face, Daphne asked, “President Lane, are you keeping

you like it that way, I

became even

Who would like this?

if there’s anything.” Charles raised his hand and unconsciously patted her

and not Sonia, so his hand stopped midair and his

could not understand, Why do

Sonia and I

with Daphne, I suddenly have the thought of doing

is obviously different from

at it for a

sister, yet he wanted to pat her head. What could it be besides

with his dark eyes as

a while, it made him even more bothered the more he thought about it. Then, he snorted and

as he left furiously

provoke him, so why is he suddenly

she found that Charles’ temper had worsened. His temper had always been good before and he would never be as emotional as he was now, making the whole situation even

it was because he was looking at the person he hated,

to look at the ceiling