Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 44

Charlotte stared at the demotion report on her desk, her expression growing dark and heavy.

She was an attending physician, and while Tricia, the department head, technically outranked her, Charlotte had always enjoyed special privileges from Dean Chase. She’d never had to answer to any department head–until now.

But this transfer report, bearing Dean Chase’s signature, made it clear: this decision had come from the very top.

And the only person with that kind of influence…

There was no one else it could be.

Evander.

Charlotte’s grip tightened around the folder, a cold wave of anger and dread surging

in her chest.

“Dr. Sterling, what’s wrong? Not happy with the news?” Director Fontaine’s voice carried a note of smug satisfaction. He’d never liked Charlotte, not since Dean Chase singled her out for special treatment.

He’d devoted fifteen years of tireless work to the hospital, and here was a young upstart–barely three years in–already catching the dean’s eye. What made her so special?

At first, he’d assumed she had some powerful family pulling strings behind the

scenes.

So he’d swallowed his resentment.

But then Tricia had been parachuted into Metropolitan General under Evander’s name, and Fontaine had learned just how little Evander thought of Charlotte. After that, he’d felt free to let his contempt show.

After all, whatever connections Charlotte boasted, could she really rival the

Howards?

onto her desk, and said coolly, “Do I need to report

and headed

with a snort. “Rude

09:38

that attitude lasts.”

the time Charlotte dragged herself

room lights were

drawn to the man sitting on the sofa in a bathrobe. He looked freshly showered, damp hair glinting

glanced at his watch. “You’re just

her shoes

didn’t you answer my

“I was in surgery.”

straight

darkened. He stood up and followed her. “You’ll be under Tricia’s supervision for a while. Whatever’s happened between you two,

walk–in closet and turned to face him. “You think it’s just

would it be?” His reply was matter–of–fact,

argument.

a far cry from the way he used to urge her to keep her distance

aren’t you

There it was.

of his watch as he fixed

everything.”

That’s right.

one gets

familiar ache tightened in

what she

on, his voice almost casual. “Once she’s ready to handle things on her own, I’ll make sure you’re promoted to associate director. That’s a powerful enough