Chapter 1289 Anthony looked at her. âI'm watching you as you attract the butterflies."
Charmine frowned. He seemed rather off ever since she told him about Frank's operation.
Was he not supposed to be happy? Why did he seem so worried?
"Anthony..."
Charmine wanted to ask him what bothered him when knocks were heard on the door, and in came Frankâs gentle voice, "Charmine, are you asleep?"
Charmine decided to drop it in the end as she answered, "Not yet."
She walked to open the door. It opened to reveal Frank, dressed in a white robe, as he stood outside the door elegantly.
"Come on in, Frank." "No, thank you." Frank handed a small box to her. "This is the ink I made last night, and there are also other inks, brushes, and papers. These are for your competition tomorrow. They'll help."
Charmine took it from him and eyed the box. "Frank, you're too kind."
The equipment looked very high-end.
She never saw Frank use them before. Perhaps these were his collections?
"As long as they help," said Frank gently.
"Yeah. Thank you, Frank." "Youâre welcome. Rest early." "Okay," said Charmine. "If you have any problem with your stay, just come and find me." "Okay."
After Frank left, Charmine shut the door and turned back to the room, and Anthony eyed the things in her hands.
Charmine felt his eyes on her and thought he was furious again.
Her red lips parted slightly as she wanted to explain herself before there was a knock on the door again. It was Guy. "Ms.
Jordan," he announced himself.
As she paused for a moment, she looked at Anthony before she placed down everything at hand and headed to the door.
"What is it, Mr. Granger?"
Guy noticed that Anthony was also in her room. His tall figure thus remained outside the door as he reminded, "You haven't had the migraine today. If you do get it later on, just come and find me, no matter how late it is. You wonât disturb me." i Charmine nodded. "Okay."
She grew suspicious after Guy left. Why did both Frank and Guy come to her at the same time?
She closed the door and went back to the room, only to notice Anthony's burden-filled expression and eyes.
She sighed. Was he angry?
She pursed her lips and explained, "Anthony, Frank came to give me his collections for the competition tomorrow. Guy came to let me know I can look for him later on if I have a migraine."
Anthony narrowed his eyes and beckoned her to come as he gently called out, "Come."
Charmine did not understand him and eyed him suspiciously.
What was the matter? Strange, it was.
Charmine sat next to him, and Anthony reached out to embrace her.
His solemn eyes studied her face as he looked at her forehead, then to her eyes, to her nose, and to her sexy red lips.
After a long while, he said, "I know."
He was not angry at all.
He was just emotional.
It assured him how many others would care about her if he became paralyzed or entered the vegetative state. With that, he could go look for Jenny and complete his end of the deal.