Chapter 343

Fortunately, Charlotte did not have difficulties sleeping on a different bed in a different room. She did not take long to fall into her slumber, likely because she had been worn out by her sobs and the ruckus she raised for the day. Suddenly, Mark's cell emitted a dim blue light, followed by vibration. He bent his arm to pick it up, got up, walked to the French window, and answered the call, "Mom..." He purposely kept his husky voice down as he was afraid that the little one on the bed would wake up from her slumber. "Why are you speaking so softly?" Yvette, of course, noticed it. His thin lips moved. "I've just woke up. What makes you call me at this hour?" said the man in a casual tone. "Mark, how's your Grandma's recovery lately? I'm thinking of visiting her in Athana," Yvette said. "You don't need to go to Athana. She is almost fully recovered and will return to Norwood in a few days." Mark's words took a weight off her mind. "Oh good. I was kept in the dark because I could