Regret Novel 125

A flicker of regret passed through Rosemary’s eyes, but she understood that love could never be forced. After all, a six–year marriage exchanged for a life–saving favor was still no match for “you can’t sweeten an unripe fruit.”

Once Charlotte and the old lady disappeared down the corridor, Genevieve finally stepped out from behind the wall, her eyes wide with disbelief as she watched them go.

Divorce?

She hadn’t misheard, had she? Was Charlotte–Charlotte, the eternal doormat–actually divorcing her brother?

No wonder these days, no matter how much she taunted Charlotte, the woman just brushed her off without a care in the world.

No, she had to get to the bottom of this.

Genevieve hurried back to the living room, got directions from a housekeeper, and rushed out to the lawn to find Evander.

He had changed into casual clothes and was playing golf on the emerald–green course. With practiced precision, he studied each fairway, gauged the obstacles, and delivered his shots with effortless control.

Two strokes, and the ball dropped neatly into the hole.

A staff member handed him a bottle of water. He twisted the cap off just as Genevieve came running toward him.

“Evander!”

handed the bottle back, and glanced at her. “What

true Charlotte wants

in a sharp breath. No one dared make a sound;

go. “She actually has the nerve to ask you for a divorce! If anyone should be leaving, it should be you! Who

Chapter 125

“Jensen sent you abroad to study, and this

her eyes. “You never said

about her before…”

you ever say it in front of

“…”

at a loss

had always criticized Charlotte behind his back, never to his face. Back then, he barely spent

changed after

knew how I felt. You never

I?” Evander rolled up his sleeve, checking his watch.

walked away from the tee, leaving her fuming

it, the more uneasy she felt. Was it possible

that she immediately pulled out her

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