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

are you waiting for me to come

exasperated. She grabbed her coat,

out

from Evander’s car shone directly

a

“Evander, can’t this wait until morning? Did

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let her finish. He reached out and pulled her into

barely had time to react before he drew her close. Her hands landed on his chest, and her silk jacket slid off one

had drugged him–he hadn’t touched

pliant and warm, Evander’s breath hitched; desire flared, tightening

felt the

“What are you, a

chin, bringing his face close, voice rough. “Mrs. Howard, how long

Wifely duties…

all they’d

bitterly. “Didn’t Tricia

Evander’s expression revealed nothing.

but his arms only tightened, his breath

intensity of his reaction, Charlotte froze, holding

incident with Hiram wasn’t my doing.” Evander leaned in, lowering his voice. “Jonathan pinned it on