Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 478

"Charlotte! Wake up!"

"You can't do this to me!"

Charlotte’s eyes flew open, the voices in her head fading away.

She took a moment to get her bearings. She was in a hospital room. The familiar, sterile scent immediately calmed her racing heart.

She touched the gauze bandage on her forehead and started to sit up. Just then, Wesley appeared in the doorway. "Lottie!"

He rushed to her side. "What are you doing? You're injured!"

"Wesley?" Charlotte looked at him. "Did you save me?"

"Did you hit your head that hard? Who else would it be?" His expression quickly turned stern. "Are you trying to get yourself killed, going after Neely alone?"

Charlotte looked down. The figure in the headlights last night hadn't looked like him. And those voices she'd heard…

"I'm sorry," she whispered. She had no defense. She had overestimated herself.

Wesley sighed. "It's a good thing you're mostly okay. Otherwise… I don't know how I'd explain this to Mom and Dad."

"It won't happen again."

"You think there's going to be a next time?" He sat in the chair beside her bed. "This is the last time. Dad and I aren't letting you out of our sight again."

He then called Julian into the room.

Julian walked in with his usual cheerful grin. "Young Master, Miss."

"He'll be with you from now on."

Julian's smile faltered. "Huh? Wait, Young Master, you didn't even discuss this with me!"

Wesley looked at him. "Aren't we discussing it now?"

"This isn't a discussion! You're just giving me away like an old coat!" Julian grumbled under his breath.

"I'll still be paying your salary and benefits. Your only job is to protect my sister."

In an instant, Julian's expression changed. He beamed. "Well, in that case, I accept."

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