Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 95

Charlotte followed Evander back to Tranquility Manor. Once he’d made up his mind, she knew arguing would be pointless.

He punched in the security code and let them inside. Evander entered first; Charlotte trailed after him.

As the foyer lights flickered on, he calmly shrugged off his coat and unfastened his watch. Every movement–measured, unhurried–seemed to radiate a quiet

aggression in the cramped silence, making her instinctively anxious.

“I’ll sleep in the guest room.”

She made her position clear, brushing past him toward the hallway.

Evander watched her go, saying nothing.

Inside the guest room, Charlotte’s first instinct was to lock the door behind her.

She was scared.

Afraid of losing control–afraid, too, of letting herself waver.

The next morning, Charlotte headed straight to the hospital. Two new bodyguards, clearly on rotation, now stood outside the ICU doors.

early, bringing

her exhaustion obvious–whether from a sleepless night or from worry, Charlotte couldn’t tell. “Lottie, the

could answer, Xavier cut

Evander in high regard, impressed

their heights. To be connected with the Howards was an opportunity not just to elevate the Sterlings into high society, but to set his own

side, Xavier’s feelings toward Evander had grown complicated. He was torn–caught

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Chapter 5

their rounds, Charlotte stepped out with him into

Is his

and handed her

the file. The results were grim: complete loss of external awareness, no consciousness. The only functions left were those controlled by the thalamus and brainstem–he could breathe, his heart was

file slowly.

is isolated to his brain. In all my years as a surgeon, I’ve never seen brain damage this severe from a beating. Usually, this kind of injury comes from a car

hesitated, then added, “Dr. Sterling, forgive me for saying this, but this wasn’t just

Charlotte’s expression darkened.

in a month, others take years–if they ever wake at all.