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.

his fork down and glared at Charlotte. “Didn’t you promise us

that about my sister?”

his temper flaring. Even

here…” Charlotte tried to explain, but the words caught in her throat,

just refused. There was no

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his palm on the

yours. I never even

fault anyway? You all

reached out to calm

back into his chair, seething. If not for his

in silence, his anger

embarrass yourself in front of the children. Besides, if our family’s son–in–law really was from the Howards, don’t

from the Howards as a son–in–law, they’d have climbed the social ladder ages

really is married to Evander–it’s just that…it hasn’t been made public,” Rachel, Charlotte’s mother,

aunt scoffed. “Oh, Rachel, come on. Not to be harsh, but while your daughter’s pretty, the Howards are on another level entirely. If the marriage is real, why keep it a secret? Unless, of

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

of lying, it was like

just to trick women into marriage. You all better keep your

whole Sterling family,” their aunt added, her voice

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

and furious, could barely breathe for all

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