Chapter 44- Callum
Under the scorching sun, Janet stood by the roadside, watching the place where Charles had disappeared. Her chest felt tight, like a breath stuck somewhere, unable to go up or down.
She didn’t want to fool herself into thinking he cared about her. He was a man blessed with countless virtues—an extraordinary man. And she? She was just his sister-in-law. Yeah, what right did she have to harbor any hopes?
Only after stepping out of the car did Janet realize how unprepared she was. In her haste, she hadn’t brought any money at all. Damn Charles for leaving her alone like this. How was she supposed to get home now?
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she bit back the sobs. She had never known men could be as petty and narrow-minded as women—sometimes even worse. Especially men like Charles, the mysterious type. She would never truly know what expression lay beneath his smiles.
As Janet wandered uncertainly on the street, watching the passing cars, she felt embarrassed. There was no way she could just walk all the way back to the company, right?
Resigned, she started walking forward along the noisy street. At that moment, an unexpected small figure suddenly bumped into her legs and grabbed onto them.
Janet looked down and saw a confident little boy of maybe three or four years old, dressed in the latest trendy style.
He wore a silver casual blazer over a silky white shirt, paired with jeans. Though small, his delicate features revealed innate charm and spirit.
His captivating amber eyes were impossible to look away from.