Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 34

Evander stood ramrod straight, his posture tense for a fleeting second.

Something as simple as a hug–something that used to bring him joy–now left him feeling nothing at all.

Tricia glanced out the door at the figure in the hallway. “Evander, no matter what happens, you’ll always believe me, right?”

His eyes drifted to the window, distracted. “Mm,” he murmured, barely present.

Tricia smiled softly. “You’re so good to me, Evander.”

Charlotte lingered outside the door, unable to bring herself to enter.

Tricia saw her. She said nothing. She wanted Charlotte to hear all of this–she’d asked that question on purpose, right in front of her.

And Evander’s answer was exactly what Charlotte expected.

She tightened her grip on her phone. Even if she handed over the security footage to prove her innocence, what difference would it make?

Tricia was right. No matter what, Evander would always choose to believe her.

A bitter, hollow laugh echoed in Charlotte’s mind as she turned and walked a

to review Hiram’s case,

she contacted turned her

They’d received word–it

the Howard family made a decision, unless you were their equal in power or status, there

couldn’t risk dragging him into trouble with the Howards because of

Manor, she stepped out of the elevator and spotted a man leaning against the

his cigarette, watching her through a haze of

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lawyer? I thought

in her tracks, turning in disbelief.

crushing out his cigarette in a

determined to ignore him. But Evander’s arm shot out, pinning her against the cold tile wall, his frame blocking her

shoulders trembled, but she said

“If you’re willing to bow your head to Tricia, I’ll post his

Charlotte’s voice shook with anger. “So it’s all about Tricia, isn’t it? Did

should I be the one to beg her for

you and your grandmother forced her out?” Evander’s

Rosemary had struck some underhard deal to drive

But that wasn’t true.