Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 124

After a moment, Charlotte snapped out of her daze. Her voice was hoarse. “I’m out of practice–it’s been too long since I last cooked.”

“That’s not it.”

His reply was quick, almost abrupt. “It’s not that you’ve forgotten how. You just don’t want to anymore.”

Charlotte stared at him, bewildered. In six years together, she’d never seen him like this–so hollow, so defeated.

At least, never in front of her.

She couldn’t tell what state the alcohol had left him in tonight, but he definitely wasn’t drunk to the point of losing his senses.

If anything, he seemed more clear–headed than ever.

She clenched her hands and looked away. “Fine. I’ll make you some hangover soup. But you have to promise me you’ll stay out of Hiram’s business from now on.”

Evander met her gaze. “That’s your only condition?”

“I want your word–and I want you to keep it.”

When she took out her phone to record, he rested his elbow on the counter, a lazy, almost wistful smile flickering in his eyes. “Alright.”

Charlotte headed for the kitchen.

She’d made hangover soup so many times before that she didn’t even have to think about where the ingredients were kept.

watched her silhouette in the

lit up with a message from Tricia. He

brought it to the table, and untied her apron. “I’ll sleep in

“Wait.”

paused, turning back to look

“We’re going to visit the old house tomorrow.

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rest.”

her

nothing more, and she quietly retreated to

Charlotte and Evander

estate.

them in the garden. Charlotte followed behind Evander as they

her in–laws were

Dad. Mom,” Charlotte greeted them as

grave. “Lottie, what’s the

glancing

hadn’t been worried about the Howard

just because

smile. “Dad, I don’t really know the child. I only happened to see the photo. I think it’s best if you ask

of tea, his tone

click. “As the heir to the Howard family, people are always watching you. No matter what you think, you need to handle your personal