Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 6

Chapter 6

“How old are you, Charlotte? Honestly, why are you letting a child get under your skin?”

Charlotte froze, stung by the blatant favoritism in his tone. She’d known he wouldn’t believe her, but hearing it so plainly still hurt.

She blinked against the sting in her eyes, forcing back her tears. “I didn’t push him. I swear I didn’t!”

Evander let out a short, cold laugh. “So what, you’re saying a little kid tripped and decided to pin it on you?”

Charlotte’s chest tightened. She had known he wouldn’t take her side–so why was she still trying to explain?

Lowering her gaze, she struggled to steady her breath. “I guess I just had bad luck running into you all today. Fine, whatever.”

She turned to leave.

“Stop.”

Charlotte hesitated, feet rooted to the spot, but didn’t look back.

“Hans is just a child. There’s no need to take it so personally,” Evander said, his voice softer now. “Apologize to Hans.”

“Evander, maybe we should just drop this…” Tricia spoke up on her behalf. Evander’s eyes were icy. “When you’re in the wrong, you apologize. That’s how it works.”

Charlotte’s fingers curled into fists, her nails digging into her palms. Oddly, she didn’t even feel the pain.

Slowly, she turned to face Evander, her eyes defiant as she pointed toward the security camera by the streetlamp. “There are cameras all

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you play the hero,

shows I’m at fault, I’ll apologize. But if it’s not my fault, don’t expect

another glance, Charlotte turned

chest tightened. His face clouded, growing darker

second.

She couldn’t let Evander see that footage. Grabbing his arm, she tried to redirect him. “Evander, it’s really fine. Hans isn’t hurt, and I’m sure

is going to be late

arm from her grasp. “I’ve already informed the principal. Take Hans; she’ll take

off to his

drove away, her hand clenching unconsciously around

that hurts,”

her eyes both dark and gleaming

Hans blinked up at her, confused but

he did something that made

cold. “Hans, you want Uncle Evander to be your dad,

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Hans nodded enthusiastically.

keep making him like you, do you understand? Be a good

again, determined. “I

at the office, his assistant, Natalie, hurried over. “Mr.

nodded and walked

sipping tea with practiced elegance. She looked up as he entered. “I hear you arranged for Tricia to work

and sat down across from her.

complain to you?”