Regret Novel 98

“Charlotte, do you enjoy pushing my buttons?”

Evander’s grip tightened around her wrist, digging in until pain snapped Charlotte out of her fog. “So Mr. Howard is just as arrogant as I thought. Pushing your

buttons? Do I look like I have the time or reason?”

Evander didn’t reply. His eyes, steady and unreadable, fixed on her as if he could see straight through her every move.

“Let me go! That hurts!”

The pressure on her bones became unbearable. She couldn’t hold back anymore; her eyes stung with frustrated tears.

Evander let go instinctively.

Charlotte yanked her wrist free, rubbing the red marks where his hand had been. She’d had enough. “Evander, what do you want from me?”

She didn’t get it.

Hadn’t he always acted like she was invisible?

So why couldn’t he just ignore her now?

“I told you not to get too close to Jonathan.”

“Oh, so I’m supposed to answer to you? I never asked you about you and Tricia, so what gives you the right to meddle in my life?”

blank, impossible

cold and hollow, yet she laughed, the sound sharp and bitter. “Right. Of course it’s different. She’s your first love, the one no one else can compete with. So you get to cozy up to her, rekindle old flames, even cheat–is that

hypocrisy might make him angry, might force him

was calm, almost too calm. “I

at him in disbelief, her silence thick with

is? Do I have

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wild assumptions about me and her. I’ve told you before–whatever is between us, leave

making wild assumptions about me and Jonathan.” Charlotte fired back, her words icy. “Whatever’s between

it.”

for a response. Charlotte spun around, climbed into her

Genevieve hurried after her, just as Charlotte’s car

street.

biting her lip as she watched Charlotte vanish. “Evander, I finally get to leave the hospital

in, “Yeah, Evander, it’s a big deal for Tricia. Don’t let someone like Charlotte

quickly, murmured a few words, then turned back to them. “Go ahead and eat without

up in front of him. Evander got into

word.

pulled away, Tricia’s face drained of color. Hate for

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