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?

at him, tossed the report onto her desk, and said coolly, “Do I need to report my feelings to you

Fontaine and

figure with a snort. “Rude brat. Let’s see

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that attitude lasts.”

Charlotte dragged herself home, exhaustion weighing

living room lights were

sofa in a bathrobe. He looked

at his watch. “You’re just getting

her

answer my call

“I was in surgery.”

walked straight

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

to face

it be?” His reply was matter–of–fact, his tone leaving no room

argument.

the way he used to

let out a quiet laugh. “Evander, aren’t

There it was.

fingers absently tracing the face of his watch as he fixed his eyes on her. “Charlotte, don’t test

everything.”

That’s right.

gets to

familiar ache tightened

gotten what she wanted at

things on her own, I’ll make sure you’re promoted to