Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 178

“Mr. Rayburn, my daughter kindly escorted you to the lounge, and yet you… took advantage of her!”

Ilse was the first to strike, publicly accusing Wesley and making it sound as if he had truly crossed the line.

Jensen, who had been quietly hoping to arrange this marriage himself, could only sigh in relief–now he wouldn’t have to argue his case; Ilse had done it for him.

Charlotte’s brows knitted together. “How can you accuse someone of impropriety when they were completely unconscious?”

“What are you implying, Charlotte?” Ilse’s tone sharpened. “Are you saying my daughter threw herself at him?”

“I’m simply speaking from a medical standpoint,” Charlotte replied evenly. “Someone who isn’t conscious can’t become aroused–just like a drunk person isn’t capable of engaging in intercourse.”

The onlookers shifted uncomfortably at the bluntness, but given that many present were from medical backgrounds, there was little room to refute her logic.

“Don’t give me your clinical nonsense! My daughter’s reputation is ruined!” Ilse’s voice cracked, eyes welling up as she played the part of a distraught mother. “Yes, we wanted to form an alliance with the Rayburn family, but nothing was set in stone. Now, after all this, doesn’t your family owe us an explanation?”

“So the Howards want to marry into the Rayburns?”

“It all makes sense now… That explains the drama.”

Evander’s gaze lingered on Charlotte; his face grew darker. After a moment, he turned to Wesley. “Mr. Rayburn, don’t you think you owe us a proper explanation?”

Charlotte looked at him, fingers clenched tightly. “Evander, isn’t it a bit much for you

to take their side like this?”

His expression was glacial. “As your husband, I’ve tolerated your concern for other men long enough. Have you forgotten what you promised me?”

And she was carrying his child, too.

was assertive, even domineering–a version of

a stranger.

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had darkened

Howard family wants this marriage so badly, even resorting to such tactics, I see no

“Mr. Rayburn, you

it really matter who becomes Mrs. Rayburn? As

a sting. He made it

marry.

but she didn’t dare let them

that, Mr. Rayburn? Are you

suggesting I should call the police, then?” Wesley asked

If the police got involved, she would only end up humiliating herself–and if this got back to Rosemary and Miranda, she’d become a laughingstock in her

left, the crowd gradually

her back. He looked

hesitated. “Evander, we’re family–how could you side

future son–in–law? Since when is he

Ilse was speechless.

marriage alliance through tricks like this, what would people think of the

words. He could only glare at Ilse and Genevieve, blaming them for their

goal had been achieved, and she didn’t

out of the lounge, with Tricia

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