Unknown Divorce Revelation Beyond Time (Charlene and Thorne) novel Chapter 467

Monday morning, Charlene went to work as usual.

Her schedule was packed, shuttling between Axiom Flux Technologies and PrimeStar, barely getting a moment to catch her breath.

By Tuesday evening, as she stood in the elevator at the end of another exhausting day, Charlene glanced at the date on her phone and let her gaze drop, lost in thought.

Stewart, equally drained from his own workload, suddenly seemed to recall something. “Tomorrow’s the last day of the waiting period, isn’t it?” he asked, his voice low.

Charlene slipped her phone back into her bag. “That’s right,” she replied.

After so many years entangled with Thorne, it was all coming to an official end. Stewart found himself uncertain—should he be happy for her, or should he feel sorry? He’d never much liked Thorne, but knowing how deeply Charlene had loved him for years made this outcome bittersweet.

Still, even the hardest things eventually pass.

Once the divorce was finalized, Charlene could truly begin again.

With that in mind, Stewart just gave her shoulder a reassuring pat, choosing not to say much more.

The next morning, Charlene finished her run, had a quick breakfast, and returned to the office, ready to dive into work when her phone rang unexpectedly.

It was Thorne.

They’d agreed, during the paperwork, to meet on the very first day the waiting period was over and make the divorce official. Tomorrow was supposed to be that day; it made sense that Thorne would call.

She answered with a simple, “Hello.”

Before Thorne could say anything, Charlene cut in, “I’ll be there tomorrow morning at nine, sharp—”

Thorne interrupted, “I’m out of the country on business right now.”

Charlene paused, caught off guard. Before she could reply, Thorne continued, “I probably won’t be back for a few days. We’ll have to reschedule the appointment.”

She frowned, silent for a moment.

Sensing her frustration, Thorne apologized, “I’m sorry. This one’s on me.”

Charlene drew a slow breath and, after a brief pause, said quietly, “Understood.”

She hung up before he could say anything else.

Rubbing her temples, trying to compose herself, she barely had a moment before her phone buzzed again.

This time, it wasn’t Thorne.

It was York Watson.

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