Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 20

Tricia unzipped Charlotte’s purse, and sure enough, pulled out a sparkling diamond bracelet. Gasps swept through the small crowd that had

gathered, everyone staring in shock.

The way they looked at Charlotte changed instantly.

“I can’t believe Dr. Sterling would do something like this.”

“My God, I really misjudged her.”

“If she’s got this kind of character, how is she even allowed to practice medicine?”

“Stealing a bracelet? How desperate must she be for money?”

Every scathing word sliced into Charlotte, and she felt as if she’d fallen into a frozen lake–numb, breathless, utterly alone. Her face turned even paler, but gradually a strange calm settled over her, icy and unwavering.

She knew exactly what had happened. Tricia had planted the bracelet in her purse–there was no other explanation for Tricia’s certainty. Again and again, Tricia had tried to set her up, but why? Was it because of Evander?

But their marriage wasn’t public knowledge. How could Tricia possibly know?

Tricia’s expression was the very picture of disappointment as she turned to the crowd. “Dr. Sterling, even if you did admire my bracelet, you can’t just take it when I’m not looking, can you?” She sighed, shaking her head. “It’s not the most expensive piece I own, but it’s my favorite. Even if you liked it, you shouldn’t have done this.”

The whispers, the accusations, the sneers–every bit of it reached Charlotte’s ears. She clenched her fists, her gaze hollow and cold.

Evander noticed the color draining from Charlotte’s face. His chest

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sudden sense of dread. He swept a hard look over the crowd. “Enough. That’s enough.

he tried to disperse the onlookers, Tricia stared at him in

you’re all saying I stole her bracelet, is that

brow furrowed even deeper, his eyes shadowed with

and strode right up to Tricia, who looked

Charlotte slapped

recoiled

No one dared lay a finger on her, especially

rooted to the spot, stunned. He’d

have such a fiery streak. Damn, he

coming either. He grabbed Charlotte’s

eyes blazing with suppressed fury. “What

I’ve got the nerve to slap you in front of Mr. Howard, do you really think I’d

your favorite,

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you not feel a thing?

She hadn’t expected Charlotte to flip the script

It made sense–how would someone steal a bracelet right off your wrist

narrowed as he turned

not it… I wasn’t wearing it on my wrist. That’s

pressed on, relentless. “You said it’s your favorite bracelet, a gift from Mr. Howard. If you weren’t wearing it, how would I even know you had it with you? Did you take it out just to show it off to me? Did you slip it in your pocket and I

you going to keep

scene?” Charlotte stared at him in disbelief, her heart turning to stone. “I’m defending my own