CHAPTER 1493: CHAPTER 1493: ANONYMOUS TEXT MESSAGE

"It’s nothing, don’t worry."

Justin Battleson stepped forward and trapped Charlotte Thompson between the table and his arms.

"How can I not worry?"

Justin’s expression was somewhat serious as his fingertips brushed Charlotte’s cheek, threading through her soft long hair.

He slightly lowered his eyelashes, concealing the shadow in his eyes.

Charlotte felt a bit ticklish from Justin’s touch and couldn’t help but shrug her shoulders. She reached up to hold Justin’s hand, rubbing her cheek against his palm, and quickly comforted him:

"Why such a serious face? Okay, I’m going to take a bath now."

With that, Charlotte moved her body away, but just as she lifted her foot, she was swept up and carried horizontally before she could take a single step.

Charlotte was startled and, blushing, wrapped her arms around Justin’s neck and cried out in surprise.

"What’s going on?"

Justin looked at Charlotte with an innocent expression.

"Put me down! What are you doing!" Charlotte struggled a bit, but met Justin’s gaze full of laughter.

"Weren’t you going to take a bath? I’ll carry you to the bathroom." Justin raised his chin slightly, speaking in a seemingly thoughtful manner, but Charlotte knew what he was really thinking.

"It’s my arm that’s hurt, not my legs. I can go by myself!" Charlotte squinted her eyes slightly.

"But if your arm is hurt, it might be inconvenient to bathe." Justin’s gaze swept nonchalantly over Charlotte.

Charlotte glared at him, eventually struggling her way out of Justin’s arms, and then promptly dashed into the bathroom.

With a bang, she shut the door.

Justin stood at the bathroom door, curling his lips into a smile.

She gets embarrassed so easily these days.

"Call me if you need anything. I’ll always be here."

He gave a word of instruction towards the bathroom, then turned and walked back to the bed.

He intended to handle some work documents, but with a ding, the phone Charlotte had left on the bedside table rang, catching Justin’s attention.

It was a message.

Originally, Justin planned to ignore it, but a glance drew his eyes to the phone’s screen.

It seemed to be from an anonymous number.

Justin stared at the screen for a long time, his lips unconsciously forming a straight line.

The commotion at the bathroom finally drew Justin’s attention away, and when he looked up, he saw Charlotte coming out.

"Right, did the person from the hospital investigation reveal anything? Annie seemed busy all day today, and we haven’t been able to reach her."

While in the bathroom, Charlotte suddenly remembered the matter she had forgotten, so she asked as soon as she came out.

"Michael is still investigating, we should have news soon."

Justin replied softly, then stood up and took the towel from Charlotte’s hand, gently drying her hair.

"If it really has something to do with Annie, this could be a difficult situation to resolve."

Charlotte murmured quietly.

Regarding the situation between Annie Anne and Oliver Hudson, Charlotte had only heard bits and pieces from Annie, but she could fully guess the complexity of their relationship.

Now this suddenly emerged man claiming to be Annie’s brother, she didn’t know what impact he would bring.

While Charlotte pondered over this matter, she failed to notice the slightly profound look in Justin’s eyes.