Cold husband burning regret
Chapter 170
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Chapter 170
Charlotte was quiet for half a minute, eyes fixed on him, her tone calm. “What do you want to eat? I’ll make something.”
Evander’s brow creased ever so slightly as he studied her face, betraying none of his feelings. Her obedience seemed practiced, almost mechanical–a performance, not genuine warmth. He didn’t call her out on it. Instead, his arm tightened and he pulled her into his embrace, lifting her effortlessly. “I can think of something else. I’d rather have first.”
Charlotte fell silent.
What followed in the bedroom was a long, breathless blur. Sunlight filtered through the shifting curtains, casting a warm glow in one corner of the room. Evander held her close, and the intensity of his touch threatened to pull her under, to make her forget herself entirely.
Her nails dug into his shoulder, her gaze cold and distant as she stared at the ceiling. She accepted everything he gave her, but inside, she felt nothing.
It was as if her body and soul had been split apart.
She didn’t know how long it lasted. By the end, Charlotte was dazed, drifting in the aftermath. Evander, damp with sweat, wrapped his arms around her from behind. After a long silence, he finally spoke, breaking the stillness. “Just make whatever you used to for lunch.”
Her eyelids fluttered. Her voice came out dry. “I don’t remember what you like.”
After all, she’d never really known him.
She used to pour her heart into making his meals, always trying something different, but every dish had come from Lana’s recommendations, never from Evander himself.
his hand gliding over her skin, cool and smooth. “I’m
bed and dressed before leaving for the kitchen to
in his robe, wandered in but kept his distance, leaning against the wall and watching her. His mind wandered back–he remembered her bustling around the kitchen, the way she’d bring out
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he said back
“No need.”
“Just leave it there.”
don’t have
memory made his chest feel tight, his brow furrowing. When had he started
his phone
suddenly guarded, step into the living room with his phone. From the look on his face,
the window. “What is
hurt himself.” Tricia’s voice was shaky, on the verge of tears, panic clear as
I ask someone to
scared of the new place. He struggled and slipped. He’s always been terrified
her crying, silent,
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