Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 92

Catching the hatred flashing in her eyes, Evander’s brows drew together, his

expression shadowed by something complex. “If you have something to say, let’s take this outside.”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“Charlotte.” Evander’s tone hardened, the warning unmistakable. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

Her eyes were rimmed red, all her pent–up hurt, resentment, and anger igniting at the mention of everything Hiram had suffered. She didn’t care about the pain in her wrist where he gripped her; her gaze was icy as she looked past Evander to where Tricia hovered behind him.

“I tried to talk to you, tried to work something out–I gave you a chance to compromise. But you? Why did you have to push me?”

“Dr… Dr. Sterling, what are you talking about? How did I push you?” Tricia’s voice was all innocent confusion.

Evander’s patience had reached its end. “Charlotte, what exactly are you trying to

do?”

“What am I trying to do?” Charlotte let out a bitter laugh, yanking her arm free. Her palm brushed sharply past the edge of his jaw as she raised her voice, raw with emotion. “I should be asking you that! All I wanted was a fair trial, one where neither of you interfered. Is that really so much to ask?”

beaten so badly at the police station that he’s now fighting for his life in the hospital! Don’t tell me this wasn’t your doing–who else

his face darkening. “What did you just

away, her voice cold with sarcasm. “You’re quite the actor, aren’t you,

officers‘ noses–not single person tries to

would dare go that far? Hiram had already accepted the verdict, but that wasn’t enough for you. You wanted him to pay with

His

couldn’t bring herself to meet Charlotte’s

Charlotte’s face went blank. She looked at them both with icy resolve. “If he dies, I’ll drag you both

and stormed out of

hallway scattered at once, none daring to say a word as they caught sight of

the room, Evander clenched his jaw so hard it hurt, his entire face cast in shadow. He rounded on Tricia, his eyes cold and searching. “What

herself to hold his gaze. “Evander, are you accusing me? I didn’t do

her lip, her eyes reddening with unshed tears. “Even if I wanted to do something,

Evander finally looked away. “Get some

He turned and left.

She could only watch his retreating back, her own eyes simmering

dialed Mrs. Fontaine, her expression growing serious. “Is the guy you arranged to keep an eye on