Regret Novel 48

Charlotte’s fingers curled in tightly, her face growing pale, each breath coming harder, as if the very air was being choked from her lungs.

She swallowed all her indignation, eyes burning red. “I did nothing wrong!”

Evander’s gaze turned icy. At last, he let go of her. “If you want to kneel, then kneel.”

He sank into a nearby armchair, settling in with endless patience, content to wait.

Tricia glanced at Charlotte’s miserable state, a flicker of satisfaction gleaming in her eyes. She approached Evander, putting on a show of magnanimity and concern. “Evander, isn’t it a little much to make Dr. Sterling kneel like this?”

“She chose it herself.”

Chose it herself…

Charlotte pressed her lips together, refusing even the energy for further explanation.

Charlotte stayed on her knees for over an hour.

Not once did she apologize.

Evander’s expression grew increasingly complicated, an odd discomfort pressing against his chest.

Just then, Hans woke up.

Tricia quickly set aside the fruit platter she’d just sliced and rushed to the bedside. “Hans! Oh, sweetheart, you scared your mother half to death!”

Relief loosened the hard lines of Charlotte’s face.

hug him, but his eyes immediately sought out Evander.

and sat on the edge of the bed, taking his hand. “Hans, are you still

almost said he was fine, but he wanted Mr. Howard to stay with him a bit longer, so he nodded instead. “I don’t feel well. Uncle,

Tricia was delighted.

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Chapter 48

what she’d

allergy

Hans into his arms. “I’ll stay with

Tricia beamed. “Good.”

shot a disdainful look

eyes for that child, Charlotte felt nothing

was no reason for her

picture–perfect “family of three.”

she did, Tricia deliberately stuck out her

knees were numb from kneeling; the first step was agony. She stumbled and crashed, her head hitting

her, but Tricia moved faster, helping Charlotte up with feigned concern. “Oh dear, Dr. Sterling, are you

spinning, pain stabbing at her

said coldly, “Keep

only trying to help. What’s with the attitude?” Evander’s

a certain stubborn pride–pity it was

Carrying herself with what dignity she had left, she walked out,

that strange, restless irritation gnawing at

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