Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 49

Chapter 49

Evander didn’t linger–he was out the door in moments.

Tricia watched his retreating figure, fists clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white, jaw set as if she might grind her teeth to dust.

He’d promised he’d stay tonight, promised he’d be here for the child.

Was he running off for *her*? That woman?

No. Impossible.

He was protective of her and their son–after ten years together, he couldn’t just change his heart overnight, not because she’d been gone for six years. She knew Evander too well.

He was never one for casual flings.

He wasn’t the type to fall for anyone on a whim.

Tricia forced herself to calm down, reassuring herself that no matter what happened, Evander had always sided with her and their boy. That had to mean something; she was certain there was still a place for her in his heart.

Besides, some plaything wasn’t worth her worry.

Meanwhile, in her office, Charlotte rolled up the leg of her slacks. Her knees were mottled with bruises, and there were faint marks from the ridges in the tile floor.

The door swung open unexpectedly, and she hastily covered her legs.

“Charlotte–what happened to your knees?” Hiram strode in, lunch bag in hand, catching her off guard.

the food down and caught sight of the bump on her forehead. Instantly, he bristled with anger. “Who the hell did this to

and start a fight, so Charlotte grabbed his arm to stop him.

a kid anymore. How do you end up hurting yourself

`ry day. I

“The hospital stairs get mopped and disinfected wasn’t paying attention and slipped. What, are you going to go yell

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Chapter 49

it, sinking into the

on her desk. “So, what did you bring

big batch and sent some for you to try.” He opened the thermos and pushed it toward her.

the bowl,

was there. Even then, whether it was a home–cooked roast or fresh fruit, she only

never realized just how blatantly their parents

You don’t like the soup?” Hiram’s

a gentle smile and took a

the scene inside caught his eye: Charlotte quietly sipping her soup while Hiram chattered away, spinning

was a lightness in her smile he’d never seen when she was

hand and walked away

evening, Charlotte dropped Hiram off at their parents‘

out of the car, he scratched his head.

hesitated, then smiled. “They’ve got you, Hiram. That’s enough for

anything

their mother, came out onto