Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 70

Hospital.

Charlotte slipped past Tricia and went straight to Dean Chase to request the

afternoon off. He agreed without hesitation.

Only after leaving the office did she open her group chat and tag Tricia about taking the time off.

Whether Tricia approved or not, Charlotte didn’t care.

Meanwhile, upon hearing that Evander would attend their son’s birthday dinner, Xavier wasted no time spreading the news to every relative he could think of, beaming with pride.

After all, since Charlotte married into the Howard family, Evander could count the number of times he’d visited the Sterlings on one hand. He’d hardly even met the extended family. Because the marriage had been kept secret, most relatives still doubted Xavier’s claims that Evander was their son–in–law, thinking he was just making it up.

Rachel, Charlotte’s mother, watched her husband glow with anticipation and couldn’t help but worry. “Honey, don’t you think you’ve invited a few too many people? Didn’t the Howards insist on keeping things private?”

“Charlotte lacks ambition, and now you’re acting like her?” Xavier shot her a look. “Doesn’t matter who Evander’s heart is set on–Charlotte is his wife, plain and simple. I’m not foolish enough to let them get a divorce.”

“But…”

“Rachel, you need to think about Hiram. If Charlotte and Evander split up now, it won’t do our son any good.”

Rachel lowered her gaze. “I know that, but… I just worry that if we do all this, Evander will be unhappy.”

and it’s not like we’re making a scene. You’re worrying for

overheard every word from the living room.

calling, “Sis!” that her parents reali. she’d arrived. No one knew how long she’d been there, or how much she’d

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Chapter 70

cover her embarrassment and walked over Lett you’re here early. Why didn’t you let me

no difference whether I’m early or late,” Charlotte

she looked away,

come with you?”

the rest are on their way. Don’t

my brother–in–law comes or not. We’re still a

“What’s wrong with you? Do you have any sense at

I don’t, I must’ve inherited it from you,”

“You-!”

pressure spike. This ungrateful son would be

Tricia joined Hans and Evander for lunch–a make–up meal for the last time Hans had been in

pointed eagerly at the

signaling the waiter to prepare

the meat was neatly plated, Evander

grinned, shaking her head. “Evander, you’re spoiling him far too much.

fine. As long as he’s happy,” Evander replied, ruffling Hans’s hair with