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.

Wesley’s

stepped out of

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cigarette smoke hit her.

ashes Into the sand tray His eyes were dark and empty, as if staring into a bottomless sea. “You sent that photo

this

deny

in his gaze.

the table in front of him, her lips curling into a smile. “Your first love

She stiffened, shaking her head to get away, but he slid his hand down, clamping it onto her jaw, squeezing until she winced

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

family accepts this kid, that just means you’ll have an heir. I’m

Charlotte stumbled back, barely catching

he said, crushing his cigarette into the tray.

at his stormy profile.

react,

half his face bathed in sunlight, the other

was shattered

up,

through. “Mr. Howard, we’ve found

the kitchen, poured herself a glass

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figured

that it mattered to

Two days later–

a trip to the mall.

She stroked the doll in her arms. “Sweetheart, do you like these pretty dresses?

her hand.

shot Wesley

But Wesley just nodded.

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