Charlie walked into Fiona's ward, his footsteps soft on the hospital floor. He saw her resting on the bed, her eyes closed, and a faint smile on her lips. He walked closer, his eyes fixed on her, and sat down beside her on the bed. Just then, Leo walked in, and Charlie turned to him, "Hey, man. Did guy get the coffee?"Leo nodded, "Yes of course."Charlie turned back to Fiona, "Hey, how was your night?" he asked, his voice soft and concerned.Fiona scoffed, her eyes opening, "It's fine, except that I keep getting calls from my parents and Michael. They went to speak with Dr. Stephen outside." She explained, her voice laced with frustration.Charlie chuckled, "I saw them while we were coming in. They looked like they were on a mission."Fiona rolled her eyes, "Yeah, they're just worried, but I'm fine. Really."Leo walked over, handing Charlie a cup of coffee, "Here, man. Thought you could use this."Charlie took a sip, "Thanks, Leo. So, what's the plan for today?"Fiona shrugged, "I do
Charlie stood stern, his face still stinging from the slap, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Wow! I guess you deserve an accolade," he said, his voice heavy with sarcasm. "So amazing, you're disowning your own son for someone you barely know?" He shook his head, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and hurt. "You're choosing him over me, your own flesh and blood. What a great father you are!" Charlie's words dripped with venom, his tone laced with pain and betrayal.Mr. Thompson's expression remained unyielding, his jaw set in a firm line. "You've brought shame to this family, Charlie. Your constant accusations and tantrums have worn us down. We won't stand for it anymore."Charlie's eyes flashed with anger. "Shame? You want to talk about shame? You're the one who's shameful, Dad. You're the one who's blind to the truth. Michael is manipulating you, just like he's manipulating Fiona. But you won't see it, will you?"Mrs. Thompson stepped forward, her voice soft but firm. "Charlie, stop
"Who is this person?" Leo asked, curiosity etched on his face.Charlie chuckled. "It's my grandfather, my mother's father."Leo's eyes widened in disbelief. "You can't be serious! How can your grandfather, a wealthy man, live in a place like this?"Charlie smiled, a faraway look in his eyes. "You don't know the story, Leo. My grandfather insisted on staying here after my grandmother passed away. He wanted to be close to her, so they bought this place. He's been living here ever since."Leo's gaze followed Charlie's pointing finger to the nearby burial ground. "Your grandmother is buried there?" Charlie nodded. "Yes, my grandfather's love for her is unwavering, even in death.”"Oh, this is unbelievable! Your grandad must be a total romantic," Leo said, his tone laced with sarcasm, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes.Charlie chuckled, a warm smile spreading across his face. "My mom told me that they were truly meant to be, and if anyone ever tried to come between them, they'd bot
"Grandpa, I know we both have connections, but this situation is delicate. Michael's threatening to release a video that could put her in harm's way. We need to tread carefully," Charlie explained, his voice laced with concern.James nodded thoughtfully, his eyes locked intensely on Charlie's, as if willing him to reveal the truth. "What do you need me to do, Charlie?" he asked, his voice low and serious, the gravity of the situation evident in his tone.Charlie's expression turned determined, his jaw set in a firm line. "I need you to use your influence to dig up information on Michael's true intentions. We can't let him carry out his threat." His words were laced with a sense of urgency, his eyes burning with a fierce determination.James' curiosity was piqued, his eyes narrowing slightly as he leaned in, his voice taking on a probing tone. "What exactly did you mean, Charlie?" He asked, his words dripping with a sense of concern, his eyes never leaving Charlie's face.The air was t
Grandpa James' eyes blazed with a mix of anger and frustration as he spoke. "You're so young, Charlie, caught up in your own world. You don't know the history, the pain. Your father, he was always headstrong, stubborn. I tried to caution him, to tell him to be gentle with you, not to push you so hard. But he refused to listen."James' voice cracked with emotion as he continued. "He told me it was none of my business, that I was just an in-law, that I had no right to interfere in his family affairs. Can you believe that? Because I wasn't his father, and he wouldn't listen."James paused, collecting himself before going on. "I offered to take you in, to raise you myself, to teach you the ways of the world. But he refused. He said he would do it his own way, and that I should mind my own business. Your mother, my daughter, she just apologized and told me to let him be."James' staff struck the ground with a loud thud, his anger and frustration boiling over. "That's when I vowed to never
After Charlie left his grandfather's place, he decided to visit Fiona at the hospital, hoping to find some solace in her company. But when he arrived, he was met with a surprise. Doctor Stephen informed him that his parents had transferred Fiona to their family hospital, citing concerns about her lack of rest at the current facility.Charlie's eyes widened in disbelief as he processed the news. He couldn't understand why his parents would do such a thing, especially given their strained relationship. He felt a surge of frustration and anger, wondering if they were trying to control every aspect of his life.Just then, his phone rang, breaking the tension. He hesitated for a moment before answering, his heart racing with anticipation. He took a long, deep breath before clicking the answer button."Hey, Mr. Thompson," Charlie said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Why have you called me? I thought you'd disowned me. We shouldn't be talking. In fact, you should have deleted my number by
Alice's eyes widened in shock as she demanded to know what had happened. "What's going on? Why are you having a tough day?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.Charlie's face twisted in anger and hurt. "I was disowned by my father," he spat out the words, his voice trembling with emotion. "I'm no longer a part of the Thompson family. I just want to start minding my own business."Alice's eyes nearly popped out of her head in disbelief. "You mean you're disowned?" she repeated, her voice incredulous. She couldn't fathom how a parent could reject their own child.Charlie nodded, their jaw clenched in frustration. "Yes, that old man disowned me because of that idiot Michael." His eyes flashed with anger, and his voice rose in indignation. "I am very mad right now. I can't believe my father would believe such lies and turn his back on me."Alice's expression softened with sympathy. "Oh, I'm so sorry. That must be really tough for you." She reached out and placed a comforting hand on
Alice's eyes widened in shock as she demanded to know what had happened. "What's going on? Why are you having a tough day?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.Charlie's face twisted in anger and hurt. "I was disowned by my father," he spat out the words, his voice trembling with emotion. "I'm no longer a part of the Thompson family. I just want to start minding my own business."Alice's eyes nearly popped out of her head in disbelief. "You mean you're disowned?" she repeated, her voice incredulous. She couldn't fathom how a parent could reject their own child.Charlie nodded, their jaw clenched in frustration. "Yes, that old man disowned me because of that idiot Michael." His eyes flashed with anger, and his voice rose in indignation. "I am very mad right now. I can't believe my father would believe such lies and turn his back on me."Alice's expression softened with sympathy. "Oh, I'm so sorry. That must be really tough for you." She reached out and placed a comforting hand on