Roman Mr. CEO, I Came Back To Love You chapitre Chapitre 3

Charlotte jerked awake, her chest feeling heavy.

“Liam.” She clenched her hand against her chest, soothing the neverending pain. Suddenly, memories of her suffering filled her head; her husband’s betrayal, Victoria’s sinister laugh, her imprisonment, and death.

“Aaaaah!” She uttered a resounding cry and couldn’t contain the tears that spilled down her face. Repeatedly, she took heavy breaths as she mourned her death.

“You will pay! You will pay!” She unknowingly screamed.

“Charlotte! What on earth happened?” The door to the room swung open, and an elderly woman walked in.

At the sight of the woman, Charlotte stilled. She gawked at her for seconds until it dawned on her that it was her grandmother, Cecile. “Grandma. Grandma? You are alive!”

Charlotte got up on her feet and hugged Cecile. She said, “I am so happy you are alive!”

“Dear, obviously you had a bad dream - in the middle of the day, by the way,” Cecile said. “Of course, I am alive. You can’t get rid of me that easily!”

Cecile wiped the tears that stained Charlotte’s face, asking, “Tell me, Charlotte, what dream did you have to make you cry this way?”

“Dream?” Charlotte echoed. She looked around and noticed she was in her grandparent’s home. She was in her old room. ‘Why am I here?’

Charlotte continued to be in a daze, utterly shocked. When she returned her attention to Cecile, she asked, “Is this heaven?”

“Stop that nonsense!” Cecile warned. She returned to hugging Charlotte and said, “That must have been a nasty dream, and no, this isn’t heaven. You are very much alive.”

When Cecile peeled off her, she grabbed Charlotte’s arms and said, “Tell me, what did you dream about?”

That exchange dragged on for minutes longer, with Charlotte still evaluating what was happening to her.

Eventually, though, Cecile gave up and said, “Well, if you don’t want to tell me about this dream, we can discuss it next time. Your husband called. He said he would be here to fetch you after work.”

“Husband?” Charlotte stiffened at the thought of the man who made her suffer. She gulped and asked, “Tim? Timothy Cash?”

“Well, I don’t know Charlotte. How many husbands do you have?” Cecile reacted, chuckling. With a sigh, she said, “I think this is all adding up to your stress. Hence the dream you had. I know it’s hard to take in, learning that you cannot bear a child, but there is a reason for everything. Please, try to look at the brighter side. You still have me, your grandpa too, and your husband -”

“Grandpa?” Charlotte asked in shock. She also thought this conversation she had with her grandmother was oddly familiar.

“Yes, dear. Pete, of course!” Cecile replied.

“Charlotte? Everything okay in there?” Her grandfather walked in.

Charlotte felt like a needle have been plucked out of her heart, seeing Pete. She embraced her grandfather. “Grandpa, you are alive.”

“What’s going on here?” Pete asked while massaging her back. “I’m not dead. Don’t kill me yet. I have yet to see you become the CEO of our company!”

“She had a dream in the middle of the day,” Cecile explained to Pete.

“Or.” Pete pulled away and caressed Charlotte’s cheek. “Could your doctor’s findings -”

“Findings?” She asked back.

“Yes. You went to see your fertility doctor, right?” Pete slowly said, assessing her behavior. “Remember, last night was your grandma’s birthday. We had dinner here, and you threw up. We thought that maybe you were pregnant.”

The next set of words that left Pete’s lips seemed to have faded as Charlotte realized this conversation had happened four years ago. For an undetermined time, she became unresponsive, merely thinking.

“Charlotte? Charlotte?” Her grandfather called.

Finally noticing the worry in her grandfather’s eyes, she responded, “Oh, yes. Yes, the findings. It - It broke my heart.”

Chapter 3: Reborn 1

Chapter 3: Reborn 2


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