Chapter 509: I can also be desperate

"What's wrong? Are you still feeling unwell? I'll call the doctor..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Charlotte noticed her hand pulling the quilt was held in the strong grasp of the man. His hand was cool, wrapping her hand with a slightly tingling chill.

Her movements halted, her voice stopped abruptly.

Feeling the constant warmth in her hand, Justin Battleson almost imperceptibly tugged at his lips, whispering softly, " Miss Thompson, in this world, Henry Hudson isn't the only one who can take a bullet for you."

This was the first time he spoke with such a soft tone, as fragile as a doll's. For a brief moment, Charlotte saw a glimpse of Henry in him.

Although their characters were vastly different, in that moment, Charlotte suddenly thought they were quite similar.

She stared blankly as Justin held her hand, a hint of puzzlement flashing in her eyes.

Justin suddenly laughed.