Chapter 526 She felt at peace whenever she was racing. With so many occurrences that had happened this day, Anthonyâs handsome face somehow always managed to worm its way into Charmineâs headspace. A man like him would not secretly carve out her name somewhere; he would not love her as much.
It was even more unlikely for them to live a secluded life like the bamboo houseâs owner, retiring like an ideal couple.
Perhaps even the paper crane personally folded by Dr. Weir would not grant her wish...
Lost was Charmine in her thoughts that she did not notice the road ahead blocked by a group of people. She had no choice but to stop her motorbike. âWhat happened?â she asked. âThe sweetie Annabel from our Southern Village, sheâs got rich!â answered a villager enthusiastically. âSheâs found a rich guy! Look at what car theyâre driving her in. I heard every car is at least a few million! Weâve never seen such cars in our lives!â
Charmine frowned. Annabel?
Anthonyâs ex-girlfriend, Annabel Smith?
Seeing that Charmine was confused, the woman then relayed the gossip, âThese men sent a lot of precious gifts to her. They even renewed Annabelâs house and wanted to design her a different-styled house, changing her house entirely. I heard a very handsome man saying that he wants to turn Annabel into a celebrity and be a live-streamer or something. He wanted to make sure that she could earn up to a few million every month! This girlâs gotten so lucky, and she even got pregnant out of wedlock five years ago. Nobody knew where that child went! And now a rich guy chose her... Is the man blind?â
That last bit assured Charmine that it was indeed Annabel Smith. She took another look at the few luxury cars parked by the side, and although the villagers swamped the cars, it was apparent that these cars belonged to Anthony.
Had Anthony arranged for someone to improve her living conditions, helped her get a job, and become a celebrity?
While it was the right thing to do, Charmine still felt unusually bad and upset about it all. âThere are many things you donât know,â
said Charmine to the middle-aged woman, âso donât make things up.â With that, Charmine twisted the throttle and zipped away.
Villagers gave way to her when they saw the motorbike racing toward them. Charmine could make out quite a lot of luxury cars as she raced past. It was apparent that Anthony was dealing with Annabelâs matter in a high-profile manner.
She even heard the villagers gossiping, âThis woman got pregnant before marriage. How shameless! How did she get so lucky?â
âEven a woman like her can be chosen by a wealthy guy! Sigh... God is blind!â
Every word uttered was a form of ridicule toward Annabel. One did not have to imagine how difficult life had been for Annabel living in this village over the years. Anthony did owe it to her, and he should take good care of Annabel. As for Charmine, she should not get in their way; she should not become a homewrecker. There were times that short-
term pain was better than long-term agony. Some things should be ended...
Charmine inhaled deeply, prepared to race away in a dispirited manner. It was then when her phone rang loudly. She parked the motorbike aside and took out her phone to hear Chris crying anxiously,â Mommy, Mommy! Itâs bad! Daddy is in an accident! An excavator rammed against Daddy!â âWhat?â Charmine frowned as she anxiously pressed, âWhereâs he now?â.