Fled With CEO’s Twin Babies by Sherri Roman Chapter 285

Chapter 285 Did I Owe You in My Past Life?
If the person in front of her was not Joe, but just an ordinary friend, would she make a move?
Charlotte stood there and thought about it, and finally made a decision.
Even if she and Joe were just ordinary friends, she couldn’t let him be trapped. She couldn’t let Linda be related to him.
She turned her head and went back into the restaurant, summoned a waiter, and gave him some cash. “Do me a favor.
Please.”
Not long after, a gla*s of water was accidentally spilled on Linda by the waiter. She had no choice but to put him on the
chair temporarily and deal with the water stain on her b*dy first.
When she came out of the bathroom, the chair was already empty, there was no trace of Joe.
Linda was taken aback, and quickly stopped a waiter, “Where’s the man on the chair just now?”
The waiter quickly shook his head, “Sorry ma’am, I didn’t notice the man you mentioned.”
Linda was furious immediately. “I want to ch*ck the surveillance!”
Just as Linda was looking for Joe’s trace angrily, Charlotte was looking sideways at Joe, who was sitting in the pa*senger
seat with a slightly flushed face, frowning.
“Are you still conscious?” Charlotte asked in a deep voice while driving.
Joe closed his eyes tightly and murmured continuously, apparently unable to answer her question normally.
Charlotte felt a little regretful, why did she meddle in his business?
She thought of Jack, who was inseparable from Joe. Since Joe came to Albania, he should have come too.
Enter title…
Charlotte dialed Jack’s phone number, but just when she explained the reason for the call, Jack hurriedly replied, “I’m
sorry, Miss Clinton, Mr. Smith to Albania this time is entirely his private trip, and he didn’t let me go along.”
“Then, what should he do now?” Charlotte asked. Jack, on the other end of the line, seemed to have lost the signal. After
a rustle, he hung up the phone.
Did Jack think that she was stupid?
When she called again, Jack had already turned off his phone. She couldn’t go back to the Clinton mansion, and she
didn’t intend to take him back to her apartment. She simply found a hotel and sent him to the room.
“You should be able to take care of yourself, right?” Charlotte muttered and took a photo of Joe and sent it to Jack. She
also sent him the location of the hotel.
Even if he was not around, he could still find someone to take care of Joe.
Charlotte turned around to leave, but the drowsy Joe suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
If Charlotte hadn’t seen Joe drink that gla*s of wine with her own eyes, she would have suspected that Joe was just
pretending.
But at this moment, Joe’s face was flushed, his l*ps were pale, and although his eyes were tightly closed, he kept saying
something in his mouth, obviously his mind was not clear.
Charlotte pushed Joe’s hand away without hesitation, turned her head, and prepared to leave.
Before she could take two steps, she suddenly heard a loud noise behind her. She hurriedly turned her head to look and
saw Joe fall to the ground, two of the buttons of his shirt were rubbed open at some point, exposing his collarbone.
“Did I owe you in my past life?” Charlotte angrily stepped forward to support Joe, but he suddenly opened his eyes
somehow.
His deep eyes were not in focus but looked blankly at the person in front of him.
The familiar fragrance rushed into his nostrils, Joe inexplicably felt that such a familiar smell rea*sured him,
subconsciously leaned over and buried his head in Charlotte’s neck.
He even rubbed it.