Regret Novel 117

Chapter 117

“I just feel like we have a connection.” Wesley’s gaze drifted to his mother. “And seeing how close she is to you… Well, you’ve more than earned this

compensation.”

Charlotte picked up her coffee cup. “Mr. Rayburn, forgive me for asking, but–what happened to your mother? Was there some kind of trauma?”

From the way they carried themselves, it was clear the Rayburns came from a prominent background. In families like this, marrying someone with mental health issues was nearly unheard of, so Charlotte doubted Mrs. Rayburn had been born this way.

It seemed more likely she’d suffered some kind of shock.

Wesley tapped his fingers against the table. “If things hadn’t gone wrong all those years ago, I’d have a little sister now.”

Charlotte blinked. “A sister?”

He nodded. “After my mother gave birth, the doctors told her the baby was stillborn. She saw it happen with her own eyes, and her mind has never really recovered. Some days she’s lucid, other days she’s lost in confusion. She’s always believed my

sister is still alive–that she didn’t die.”

“No wonder,” Charlotte murmured, glancing at Mrs. Rayburn, who was sitting nearby feeding milk to a doll. “Losing your own child… I can’t imagine how hard that must

be.”

She found herself envious of children who had loving parents.

Unlike her…

Her own birth parents had abandoned her the moment she was born.

Maybe it was that lack of love as a child that made her crave affection so desperately now. Pathetic, really–pathetic and small.

But at least…

She had nothing left to lose.

down. Wesley’s driver took Charlotte

as she stepped out

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cigarette smoke hit her.

near the elevator, tapping ashes Into the sand tray His eyes were dark and empty, as if staring into

known this

didn’t deny

his eyes, danger flickering in his gaze. “How

chat log she’d prepared and set it on the table in front of him, her lips curling into a smile. “Your first love sent it to me. Congratulations, Mr. Howard–the Howard

out of our business?” Evander suddenly grabbed her face, his grip tight. She stiffened, shaking her head to get away, but he slid his hand down, clamping it onto her jaw, squeezing until she winced in pain. “What do you want, sending that photo to

if she were reckless and laughable. “What, are you trying to

smile froze. “If the Howard family accepts this kid, that just means you’ll have an

let go, and Charlotte stumbled back, barely catching

meddle,” he said, crushing his cigarette into the tray.

brushing past him and glancing at his stormy profile. “Whether he’s your

could react, she walked

in sunlight, the other

shattered by his phone

up,

came through. “Mr. Howard, we’ve found out who’s behind the

a glass of

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figured

mattered to

Two days later–

on a trip to the mall.

lit up at the dresses in a boutique window. She stroked

her hand. “You should get

Wesley a

But Wesley just nodded.

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