Charlotte's feverish mind calmed down straight away. What he said eliminated her expectations directly.
She didn't have anything to say.
Jason heard her starting to talk just now and asked, "What were you going to say?"
Was it her illusion? He sounded as if he had some vague anticipation.
Charlotte looked down and tiptoed out of the room, gently bringing the door with her. When there was still a crack left, she replied, "Nothing, Mr. Langley. Good night."
The lock on the door made a soft click as Charlotte lost her hope.
The next day, Jason read during breakfast as if nothing had happened. He nodded naturally when he saw Charlotte coming down.
Charlotte felt inexplicably dry by her mouth and gulped down a large mouthful of water. Secretly, she observed Jason's demeanor, which was as
