Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 153

Evander loosened the band of his watch, his gaze intent. After a brief pause, a sudden laugh escaped him. “The one pulling your strings is Mrs. Fontaine, isn’t it?” Conrad didn’t dare hide anything. He nodded.

Mrs. Fontaine hadn’t contacted him by phone. Instead, she’d sent someone to reach him at the police station. She never showed up herself–so no one would suspect a thing.

Evander’s smile vanished, his eyes turning cold as he instructed Natalie, “Commissioner Yates is up for re–election, isn’t he?”

Natalie nodded. “Yes, he is.”

“Maybe it’s time the Revenue Bureau got a new director.”

With that, Evander turned and walked away.

Night had fallen, and the city lights outside Charlotte’s window shimmered in the

distance.

Fresh out of the shower, Charlotte saw her phone screen light up on the table.

She walked over, picked it up, and saw a message from Evander.

[I’m outside your door.]

Charlotte frowned, stepping to the window. Sure enough, his car was parked just

outside the gate.

curtains

coming out, are you

message, exasperated. She

walked out

shone directly at her. She instinctively shielded her eyes from

and a moment later, Evander stepped

out, “Evander, can’t this wait

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reached out and pulled her into his

shower gel–soft, floral, lingering on her skin. Charlotte barely had time to react before he drew her close. Her hands landed on his chest, and her silk jacket

Rosemary’s birthday–the night Genevieve had drugged him–he

beautiful wife pressed against him, pliant and warm,

the change in

“What are

bringing his face close, voice

Wifely duties…

all they’d ever

laughed bitterly. “Didn’t

Evander’s expression revealed nothing.

away, but his arms only tightened, his

froze, holding her breath. “Evander, what are you

doing.” Evander leaned in, lowering his voice. “Jonathan pinned it