Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 172

Evander watched her calmly, but there was a flicker of something more. complicated in his eyes.

Tricia realized she’d let her emotions get the better of her. She released her grip on his arm and tried to explain herself. “That’s not what I meant, Evander. I’m just worried-”

“What exactly are you worried about, here in the Howard family?” he cut in, frowning.

Tricia faltered, unable to meet his gaze.

Linette glanced at Tricia with a look that seemed to see right through her. “Miss Winthrop, it’s already generous of the Howard family to let your child stay here for a while. Did you really expect the lady of the house and the young master to help you raise your son?”

After a pause, she added pointedly, “He’s not a Howard, after all.”

The words struck Tricia like a blow, draining all color from her face.

Linette then took Hans’s hand. The boy shrank back, clearly nervous, but when Evander placed a reassuring palm on his head, Hans relaxed and let Linette lead him away.

After they’d left, Tricia drew a shaky breath and forced a smile. “Evander, thank you for looking after Hans.”

Evander adjusted his suit jacket and gave the briefest nod.

For three whole days, Charlotte didn’t see Evander at all. It was obvious he was spending time with that mother and son.

That morning, she had a minor surgery scheduled and arrived at the hospital by seven, stopping at the nurses‘ station to check a patient’s CT scans.

crossed her path and spoke with a hint of provocation. “Hans is staying with Evander at the Howard estate now, Dr. Sterling. You don’t mind

“You could

I still wouldn’t

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Chapter 172

She

her files, heading off

finished, it was already noon. As she scrubbed the blood

and hurried to the restroom, barely making it before

assistant, hearing the noise, stopped outside the door and

toilet, her stomach roiling. “I’m fine,”

took one look at her pale

replied, pressing a hand to her stomach and frowning. She did have

her diet.

memory flashed through her mind–a possibility that made a cold sweat break out down her

couldn’t be… She’d taken her pills last month, she was sure of

what if, by some unhappy

tight. With the divorce looming, the last

a pregnancy test. As she left,