Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 72

Evander stood still for a moment, then gently took Tricia by the shoulders and eased her away from his embrace. “You’re hurt. You should be resting.”

Tricia stiffened, her gaze dropping as she bit her lip. “I’m just worried about Hans…”

“Uncle…” Hans had woken up, his eyes wide and anxious, haunted by his

nightmares.

Evander moved to the bedside and took the boy’s hand, his voice gentle and reassuring. “Don’t be afraid. I’m right here.”

“Uncle, will you stay with me today?”

Hans looked up at him, hope shining in his eyes. Evander hesitated, then nodded. “I’ll stay with you.”

Hans clung tightly to his uncle’s hand. As long as Evander was there, the

nightmares wouldn’t come, and he wouldn’t have to worry about his mother’s temper.

Tricia, on the other hand, hardly spared a glance for Hans. Hearing that Evander would be staying, she felt a surge of satisfaction–her goal was accomplished.

Back at the Sterling family home, the food was growing cold, and there was still no sign of Evander.

“Didn’t you say the Howard family’s son–in–law would be joining us? So where is he?” Abigail, exasperated, could no longer hide her impatience.

The rest of the family looked equally displeased.

He slammed his fork down and glared at Charlotte. “Didn’t

you say that about

temper flaring. Even his son

the words caught in her throat, her chest tightening with a

he could have just refused. There

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He slammed his palm on the table, sending a wine glass

feet, slapping his own hand on the table in defiance. “Enough, Dad! It’s my birthday, not yours. I never even asked

anyway? You all wanted

to calm him. “Hiram,

If not for his sister, he would have

his anger

need to embarrass yourself in front of the children. Besides, if our family’s son–in–law really was from the Howards, don’t you think it would’ve been made public

son–in–law, they’d have climbed

that…it hasn’t been made

daughter’s pretty, the Howards are on another level entirely. If the marriage is real, why keep it a secret? Unless,

her face turning an ugly shade. It was true–the Howards had insisted on keeping the marriage under

lying, it was

be wealthy just to trick women into marriage. You all better keep

family,” their aunt added, her voice dripping

piling on, “Jensen, at your age, you still can’t see through people? Why can’t

for all the

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