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

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

lawyer she contacted

They’d received word–it

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

couldn’t risk dragging him into trouble with

against the hallway

cigarette, watching her through a haze of smoke.

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a lawyer? I thought you’d go running to Jonathan

in her tracks, turning in disbelief. “You had

shrugged, crushing out his cigarette in a glass dish. “Would I

ignore him. But Evander’s arm shot out, pinning her against the cold tile wall, his frame blocking her escape. His voice dropped to a low, gravelly murmur. “You

trembled, but she said

in, his features inches from hers. “If you’re willing to bow your head to Tricia,

anger. “So it’s all about Tricia, isn’t it? Did you even bother to look at

I be the

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

had struck some underhard deal to drive

But that wasn’t true.