Regret Novel 47

Chapter 47

Charlotte’s mind flashed to Hans. Other than that mother and son, she couldn’t think of anything else that could make Evander lose control like this.

“You think I’d hurt a child?” Her laugh was cold, almost mocking. “Mr. Howard, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Evander grabbed her wrist, yanking her roughly. “Wasn’t it you who bought the cake?”

His grip was unrestrained, pressing painfully into her skin.

Charlotte instinctively tried to pull away, her nose stinging. “Tricia asked me to pick it up. Yes, I bought the cake–so what?”

Evander’s arm shot out, dragging her closer until only inches separated them. “Hans is allergic to chocolate. Did you know that cake almost killed him?”

For a moment, the pain in her arm was forgotten.

She froze, her expression dazed. “…Tricia never told me.”

“You’re still lying.”

Evander’s eyes hardened to ice as he advanced. Rage twisted his features–he looked as if he might snap her neck then and there. “Tricia already told you about Hans’s allergy. You really think a mother wouldn’t know what her own son is allergic

to?”

Charlotte retreated step by step, until her back hit the cold, unyielding wall. Only then did she realize she had nowhere left to go.

to cut her down at any moment. And all of

up his mind–it

trusted her. Not for a single

Charlotte’s heart clenched painfully.

emotion crashed inside her, pressing against her chest until she could

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didn’t

think I’d

words cut her off, leaving no room for

She fell silent.

single, fat tear hung on her

her heart had sunk to the bottom of

believe her, yet she still wanted to explain. Even if

What a pathetic hope.

me to apologize to

her a chance to refuse. Evander dragged her down the corridors to

sitting in a chair beside Hans’s bed, gripping the boy’s hand tightly. “Hans, sweetheart,

turned, rising shakily

bed, his face and neck still blotched with

Charlotte toward

said, “This is

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