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

law firm to review Hiram’s case, hoping to find someone willing to take

contacted turned

They’d received word–it was clearly Evander’s

unless you were their equal in power or status, there

helped her twice. She couldn’t risk dragging him into trouble with

a man leaning against the hallway wall, cigarette in hand, looking as

watching her through

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see a lawyer? I thought you’d go

froze in her tracks, turning in disbelief.

out his cigarette in a

arm shot out, pinning her against the cold tile wall, his frame blocking her

trembled, but

“If you’re willing to bow

it’s all about Tricia, isn’t it? Did

should I be the one to

and your grandmother forced her out?” Evander’s tone was eerily calm,

Grandma Rosemary had

But that wasn’t true.