Regret Novel 11

The next morning, Charlotte woke to the sounds of the housekeeper bustling in the kitchen, the scent of breakfast drifting through the apartment.

Evander hadn’t come home last night. She could guess where he was–probably with that woman and her son.

She slid into a chair at the table, barely touching her food when her phone rang. Her mother, Rachel, was crying on the other end. “Lottie, I know things haven’t been easy for you since you married into the Winthrop family, but I’m begging you—please, help Hiram this time.”

That one line-“I know you’ve suffered in that family“-cut deeper than she expected.

Her mother knew, had always known.

Yet, when Charlotte told her she was divorcing Evander, Rachel hadn’t taken her side…

Charlotte’s fingers tightened around her fork. Her voice was rough. “I already spoke to Evander about it last night.”

She did it for her family. For herself.

“What did he say?”

“He said we’d talk about it another time.”

She repeated his words, nothing more.

“I knew you wouldn’t let this go,” Rachel interrupted, suddenly hopeful. “Don’t worry, Lottie–once Hiram’s situation is sorted, I promise, I won’t bother you again.”

Rachel hung up in a rush, as if afraid Charlotte might change her mind.

stared at her phone for a moment, then set it aside

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breakfast, her face giving

made her way back to the

Tricia at the nurses‘ station, chatting and laughing with a couple of

gift boxes–expensive lipstick, by

it.

Winthrop, Mr. Howard

we get to benefit, too! Is this what it feels like to be

to say something else when she noticed Charlotte. She picked up a box and walked over. “Dr. Sterling, this is

at the gift in Tricia’s

she refused in front of everyone, she’d look proud and aloof. So she accepted it, murmuring,

past Tricia into her office and tossed

She took it, yes.

she’d ever use it was another

smiling. “Dr. Sterling,

her keyboard,

“Not really.”

disappointment, then brightened. “Well, if you ever need anything, you can let me

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really a great guy, you know. Last night, Hans had a stomachache,

Charlotte’s breath caught.

that Evander was with Tricia last night, but she hadn’t

all those times she’d been sick, wishing Evander would stay by her side–only to be

forcing a neutral tone. “Is that so? Well,

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