When She Turns Her Back (Teresa and Charles) novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64

After leaving the hall, Teresa stood by the roadside, waiting for a cab. Perhaps because a crowd had just exited, it was nearly impossible to get one.

She waited for several minutes, but still no cab showed up. Teresa started to feel a bit anxious. She opened her phone several times but didn’t know who to call.

Just as she was starting to feel flustered, Charles’s voice suddenly called out from behind her, “Teresa.” His tone was distant and cold.

Teresa turned around and saw Charles with Naomi. Naomi was holding onto Charles’s arm, and the two of them looked more than just a perfect match–no words could really capture it.

Naomi looked at Teresa with a subtle, probing curiosity, while Charles said to Teresa, “We’re heading back. Why don’t you come with us?”

Teresa glanced at the empty street again. She was really worried about Yolanda, so she reluctantly agreed, “Okay.”

At the same time, Charles’s driver pulled the car up to the curb.

There were three of them, and it would be a bit awkward for Teresa to sit in the back with them. After a moment’s hesitation, she walked around to the car and opened the front passenger door.

Charles opened the back door, but as he straightened up, he noticed Teresa was already in the front. His smile faltered for a moment. But soon, he smiled again and turned to Naomi. “Get in.”

Naomi’s dress was long, and when she got in, part of the hem trailed outside. Charles quickly bent down and tucked it into the car, before sliding in beside her.

Teresa sat up front, turning her head to stare out the window at the passing scenery. She didn’t want to spare even a glance for the two in the back.

But, as always, things didn’t go the way she wanted. She heard Naomi in the back seat, her voice soft and a little whiny as she said to Charles, “Charles, my head doesn’t feel so good.”

Through the rearview mirror, Teresa saw Charles lean closer to Naomi. He reached out to feel Naomi’s forehead, then touched his own, before saying, “You don’t have a fever. Maybe you’re just tired from tonight. Let me rub your head for you.”

Naomi smiled and nodded, her voice gentle. “Alright, thank you, Charles.

Charles smiled, then had Naomi sit with her back to him. He lifted his hands and started massaging her head.

Teresa, sitting up front, watched it all in the rearview mirror. She had gotten so used to Charles being sweet to Naomi that it no longer bothered her–she was numb to it by now.

Charles would do things for Naomi that he never did for her. To him, Naomi was probably even more important than he was to himself.

Just thinking about it still stung. Teresa’s eyes grew red, but she didn’t want anyone to notice her weakness. So, she buried herself in her phone, pretending everything was fine.

Just then, her phone buzzed with a new message. It was from Troy, [Honey, I’ve already mailed the bracelet to you. If you don’t want it, just toss it]

Teresa’s heart grew heavy as she read the message.

Troy was convinced that she wouldn’t easily throw away something worth a hundred million. If she didn’t throw it away, she’d have no choice but to accept it. But if she accepted it, there’d be no way to return it to him.

With Troy, once he gave something, it was impossible to take it back.

Whether his words were sincere or just a game. Teresa didn’t want to be indebted to him. The deeper the debt, the more complicated the entanglement.

Before she realized it, the car had stopped at the entrance of Joyacre Villa Teresa quickly got out and rushed into the villa

Charles, meandule, walked around to Naomi’s side of the car, opened the door, and ofered her his hand. Naumi, still in difficulty moving to Charles offered her his arm to hold

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He was so focused on looking after Naomi that he didn’t even think about the fact that Teresa was also wearing a gown.

When Teresa reached the living room, she saw Yolanda squatting in front of the coffee table, playing with her toys. At the sound of heels clicking, Yolanda turned her head. “Naomi, you’re back—”

But she stopped mid–sentence, falling silent. She stared at Teresa, her mother, in surprise. Yolanda had never seen her mom look so beautiful.

“Who… who are you?” Yolanda asked, her voice filled with disbelief. The two of them just stared at each other, neither saying a word, as if time had frozen.

It wasn’t until Yolanda’s toy slipped from her hand and clattered onto the table that Teresa couldn’t help but call out, “Yolanda.” Her voice was hoarse, like she was about to cry.

Only then did Yolanda finally believe that the beautiful woman at the door was really her mom. She stood up, her voice full of shock as she called out, “Mom?”

Teresa answered softly, “Yes.”

Seeing how gorgeous Teresa looked, Yolanda couldn’t help but run over and hug her mom’s leg. She looked up at her from her arms,

eyes

wide. “Mom, did you go to a party with Dad?”

Hearing that, Teresa’s hand, which had been reaching out to hug Yolanda, paused for a moment. She looked down at her daughter, her heart aching with a bittersweet feeling. “No.”

Yolanda looked puzzled. “Then why are you all dressed up like this?”

Teresa opened her mouth to explain, but then realized there was no point in saying anything. So she just replied casually, “Nothing special.”

Yolanda was still a little curious, but didn’t ask any more questions. She hugged Teresa tightly, her heart swelling with pride.

‘So my mom can be this beautiful too. She’s just as pretty as Naomi, if not more so,‘ Yolanda thought.

After taking a moment to gather her emotions, Teresa crouched down and took Yolanda’s cold hand. “Are you feeling any better now?”

Yolanda looked at her in surprise. “What?”

Teresa patted her head gently. “If you’re still not feeling well, you should go to bed early. Why are you just sitting here?”

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