Cold husband burning regret
Chapter 128
Regret Novel 128
Night had settled deep over the city, the soft golden glow from inside the restaurant misting the windows, blurring where warmth met the cold blue tones of the street outside, as if someone had layered a gentle filter over the world.
Charlotte and Jonathan had just about finished their dinner. Charlotte signaled the waiter and asked for the check.
After the bill was settled, Jonathan laced his fingers and rested his chin on them, a playful glint in his eyes. “See? I wasn’t lying this time. I let you treat me tonight.”
Charlotte smiled, satisfied. “It felt good.”
They left the restaurant together, and Jonathan, ever the gentleman, hurried ahead to open the door for her.
She didn’t forget to thank him.
Walking a step behind her, Jonathan glanced down at his phone. “Where did you park?”
“There weren’t any spots left, so I just left it by that downhill turn up ahead.”
“I’ll walk you over.”
Charlotte turned to protest, but before she could say a word, a motorcycle shot out from a side street not far ahead.
“Watch out.” Jonathan’s hand shot out, pulling her back. She stumbled, colliding against his chest, breath caught in her throat.
The motorcycle whipped past them, so close she still felt the rush of wind tearing by.
It happened in a blur.
as she tried to steady herself, Jonathan’s voice came from above her, calm but concerned. “Are you
face a little pale. “Yeah, that really
the direction the motorcycle disappeared. “Kids
Charlotte
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shoulder. “You don’t need to walk me the rest of the way.
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you go, just to be
parked car, slid into the driver’s seat, and glanced once more out the window before
the sidewalk, watching her car disappear from view. Only then did he lower his
door just as Evander stepped out of the
slung low around his waist, his upper body bare and glistening with
a measured strength that suited him. There was nothing
expression faltered for a moment. “You… you’re
expected him
where would I be?” Evander raked his fingers through his damp hair, pushing it back from his forehead. His eyes were deep and unreadable, like the sea–no safe harbor, only
and he could
away, flustered. “I’ll
“Where’s the hair dryer?”
in the doorway, answering
“Which shelf?”
“How did you dry your hair
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