Chapter 330


    "You talked to him on the phone?"


    "Yeah. It iste now. You go home and rest."


    Jazz was relieved. “Okay, call me again, if anything. And Charlotte is Mark’s child, so don’t worry."


    After hanging up, the first thing she would do upon returning home was to book a ne ticket.


    Buying a ne ticket for today’s flight was impossible. So she could only take the first flight tomorrow.


    Summer was tossing and turning the entire night, thinking of Charlotte. She got little sleep.


    She was not worried about what Mark would do to Charlotte, but about whether Charlotte would cry or


    sleep without seeing her.


    Charlotte had been sleeping with her every night since she was small. Now that the little human was no


    longer in her arms, she lost sleep as she felt an emptiness crawling in her body and mind.


    Lying on her side, her eyes asionally nced at the cell phone next to the pillow. Maybe Charlotte


    would call over, so she kept the phone close by.


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    But the phone did not ring the entire night. But at


    least that meant Charlotte did not cry. So she felt more at ease.


    Summer hurried to the airport before first light. She had never stopped for a moment.


    In the apartment.


    Mark was in pajamas and sitting in front of the French windows. He still looked charming, just with a


    tinge of casualness and carelessness.


    On therge bed in the room, Charlotte''s small body was lying there like a starfish. After a while, she


    sat u p in the bed, rubbing her groggy eyes with two small hands. She was still half asleep, mumbling


    and calling her mom.


    After getting no response, she put down her small hands. When she found herself in an unfamiliar


    room and decoration, she jumped off the bed and ran out without wearing shoes.


    Hearing the pedaling footsteps, Mark looked up and frowned when he saw the barefooted Charlotte


    running over. "Where are the shoes?"


    "Where is Mommy?" Charlotte furrowed her brows, like just him.


    "Go put on your shoes,” Mark said calmly without answering her question.


    "Where is Mommy? I want Mommy." Charlotte did not put on her shoes, just asking for her mom.


    He helplessly looked away from the soft but


    disobedient little human and called out, "Maria."


    Maria, who was busy in the room, quickly came out. Upon seeing Charlotte''s bare feet, she spun


    around, took out a pair of shoes from the room, and said to Charlotte softly, "Little Miss Valentine, shall


    we put on the shoes first?"


    Maria was transferred over herest night to take care of Charlotte.


    While speaking, Maria carried Charlotte and sat her down on the settee, then squatted in front of her,


    bending slightly as she helped Charlotte put on her shoes.


    But Charlotte was uncooperative. She kicked her legs and wanted to see her mom.


    The shoes that Maria had just put on her feet were flung away at once.