Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 56

Genevieve froze, stunned.

In the past, whenever she’d mocked or targeted Charlotte, Evander had never stepped in–not once had he defended Charlotte or spoken on her behalf.

So what had gotten into him this time?

Charlotte, too, sat in silence, suddenly unable to read Evander’s intentions.

After that slap, Genevieve finally quieted down, not daring to speak out of turn again, though every glance she threw at Charlotte was filled with seething hatred, as if wishing she could tear her apart right then and there.

Charlotte couldn’t be bothered to respond. If it weren’t for the fact that this was the matriarch’s birthday celebration, she wouldn’t have shown up at all.

Several women came over, eager to chat. Charlotte put on her best manners, making polite conversation and sipping her wine. As the party drew to a close, the act became unbearable–she just wanted to leave.

She slipped upstairs, heading toward the guest bedroom.

As she pushed the door open, someone suddenly grabbed her arm. Off–balance, she stumbled and fell against a man’s chest.

“Evan-” she began, but before she could finish, Evander’s lips crashed down on

hers.

Her eyes widened in shock, her body rigid in his embrace. His touch was burning, hotter than she’d ever felt–and even through his clothes, she sensed something

was wrong.

him. “Evander, wait–look

then, she heard the distinct click of the door being locked

She froze, heart racing.

desperate to replace her at the first opportunity. And the matriarch had already agreed not to interfere with her and Evander’s divorce. None of it

didn’t have

already losing control,

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Panicking, she struggled. “Evander–please-”

she feared

a wild animal, utterly disregarding

consciousness. When she finally woke, Linette was sitting by her bedside, worry etched into her features.

awake–how are you feeling?”

croaked, her voice hoarse. Even the slightest movement sent a jolt of pain through

himself–he’d never acted like that

and hurt on her face, Linette sighed and explained, “No one knows who drugged the master’s drink. That’s why he…” Linette hesitated, then added gently, “I’ve already had the doctor check

lowered her gaze. “Thank you,” she

Meanwhile, in the study-

staff who’d handled Evander’s drinks were lined up, trembling, not one

the footage was played, one of the male servants visibly flinched. Evander’s eyes narrowed; he gave a subtle nod

forward, grabbed the