Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 52

Director Fontaine’s face dropped. He hadn’t expected Charlotte to not only come up with an excuse but to dig her heels in, either.

By now, all the department heads in the room could read between the lines.

Of course, in their eyes, this kind of workplace bullying was mere child’s play. As long as it didn’t impact their own interests, they were more than happy to look the other way.

Tricia clenched her fists beneath the table, biting her lip before finally letting out a breath. “It was my oversight. Sorry, Dr. Sterling. I’ll have someone add you to the group chat after the meeting.”

Charlotte nodded, accepting the apology without making things awkward. “Thank you, Director Winthrop. I appreciate it.”

Tricia’s smile faded. She turned away, her expression growing stormy.

After an hour, the meeting finally ended. Charlotte returned to her office, and not long after, Tricia’s invitation to join the group chat popped up on her phone.

She glanced at it, ignored it, and went back to sorting through her reports before transferring out.

Then her phone rang.

It was her mother, Rachel.

Charlotte hesitated for a long moment before answering. “Yes?”

“Lottie, do you have some time this afternoon? I’d like to talk.

silence passed before Charlotte

her mother at a

“Lottie, what would you like to eat? I’ll

to refuse, but changed her mind at the

cared, she would already know what Charlotte

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Chapter 2

of

“If

you

said, cutting to the chase. She knew perfectly well her

I know this marriage has been hard on you. But…. could you wait to file for divorce until Hiram

was, in her mind, the best solution–a way to

two reasons her mother would ask to meet: both would come down to Hiram’s future, and

heard the plea, she felt nothing at all. Her heart was

looked at her with hope, then hurried to add, “Lottie, I promise. Once Hiram’s position is

interrupted, her voice calm and distant. The

we’re family. Do we really need to draw such

mind, searching for the warmth

years, you’ve cared more about my brother than me. You say we’re family, but I’ve always felt like an outsider. If you loved him so much, why didn’t you get rid of me when