Regret Novel 2

Chapter 2

Rosemary stared at her for a moment, locking eyes. “That’s not what you said when we first made our agreement,” she said quietly. “What’s the matter–having second thoughts?”

She was. She regretted it all.

Charlotte lowered her gaze, fighting the sting behind her eyes. “I’m sorry I let you down.”

Rosemary closed her eyes with a weary sigh. “Well, so be it. If you want a divorce, have it. I gave you your chance. If you can’t make Evander fall in love with you, then the Howard family owes you nothing.”

A heavy ache settled in Charlotte’s chest. She forced a hollow laugh. “Thank you.”

Back at Tranquility Manor.

Charlotte ran into Tricia and her son in the foyer–along with Evander

himself.

They must have come back together, riding in Evander’s car.

For a heartbeat, Charlotte froze.

Tricia’s surprise was obvious as she turned to her. “Dr. Sterling? You live here at Tranquility Manor too?”

Almost reflexively, Charlotte glanced at Evander.

He didn’t even spare her a glance, his indifference sharper than any insult. The more composed he acted, the deeper it cut.

Tranquility Manor was a luxury residence in the heart of the city, one of the Howard family’s properties. Evander had given her this apartment as

20:13

Chapter 2

compensation, or so he’d said.

because it was

to move Tricia and

couldn’t wait, could

the coincidence,” Charlotte managed, steadying her voice. She was about

you’re married. How come we haven’t met your husband?” Tricia asked, almost

Charlotte’s steps faltered.

My husband?

flicked

shadow crossed

almost laughed. Was he that terrified Tricia might

truth about them?

coolly, “I don’t

moment, something unreadable

you married, Dr. Sterling?”

smile.

married. But no one had ever

bitter smile. “That was just

No husband?

Chapter 2

flashed in Evander’s

resignation handed in and her decision made, Charlotte didn’t care

word, she headed into the building,

back.

Night fell.

up everything she owned, stuffing her life into two large

day–her in a white dress, arm linked through

her, cold

just wasn’t the type

become

felt

He didn’t hate smiling.

never wanted to

up the frame, stared at it one last time, then tossed it. into a cardboard

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255