"Anyway, I have a wife," Alex said, making me curious about what his wife was like. "She'll be here in a moment," he continued with a smile.
"I'd be happy to meet her," I replied.
"Okay..." He nodded, glancing at Charlie still sitting on the sofa. "I think I should go... Maybe you should calm him down."
I just nodded.
He left, and I turned to Charlie, who leaned his head on the sofa as if looking up but not sleeping.
"Honey..." I called him, trying to sit up but feeling a sharp pain in my hips, so I laid back down. "What are you thinking? Are you uncomfortable with me being close to Alex? I don't think our closeness is wrong since we share the same father, and this feud should end... Besides, he will still imprison his mother, so you don't need to worry..."
He immediately looked at me, slowly stood up, and approached. His eyes were red, showing sadness.
"What happened?" I gently held his arm.