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Regret Novel 180

Chapter 180

That afternoon, Charlotte returned to the old family estate. Linette was waiting outside the courtyard with several household staff, offering a polite nod and a gentle smile. “Mrs. Howard, both your mother–in–law and grandmother–in–law are in the sitting room.”

Charlotte nodded and followed them inside. In the living room, Rosemary was arranging freshly cut flowers in a vase, her hands moving with practiced grace. Miranda sat nearby, her gaze tracking Rosemary before drifting purposefully to Charlotte’s midsection. After a pause, she spoke, her tone cool but direct. “Pregnancy is no small matter. Why didn’t you tell us?”

“Mom, Grandma, actually I’m not-”

Before Charlotte could finish, a young boy burst into the room, almost slipping past the nanny stationed at the door. Charlotte recognized Hans immediately, her expression unreadable. She had already heard about his situation at the estate.

The nanny’s face went pale–she knew she was in trouble. Hurriedly, she entered after him, trying to usher Hans out, but he shook free, stubbornly refusing to leave. Before Rosemary could say a word, Miranda stood up, her voice sharp. “How are you watching over the children?”

“We’re so sorry, ma’am. We’ll take him out right away,” the nanny stammered, her face ashen as she reached for Hans.

He resisted, crying out, “I want to see Uncle! He promised he’d come back to spend

time with me!”

“Enough!” Miranda snapped, her patience long gone. “Who do you think you are? We’ve already shown you enough kindness letting you stay. Don’t make a scene.”

Whatever Hans was about to say died in his throat. Miranda’s scolding seemed to paralyze him; all color drained from his face.

And then–he wet himself. A dark, wet patch spread across the floor.

Miranda recoiled in disgust. “Get him out of here, now.” She covered her mouth and nose, shaking her head, her tone heavy with contempt. “Honestly–old enough to know better, and still wetting himself.”

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the mess, she quietly took up

really didn’t

him. Unless it’s absolutely necessary, you won’t

hinting that

idea of divorce?

“But Grandma, I—‘

approached her, her expression gentle but firm. “Charlotte, the Howard family doesn’t let its children end up on

spot, a

how much Rosemary wanted

But she wasn’t pregnant.

she confess now, admit it had all

Charlotte’s words died on her lips. She owed everything to Grandma Rosemary–she couldn’t bear to

silent, Rosemary took it as acceptance. Her voice softened, “Don’t worry. You’re the Howard family’s

of it.”

process the words, Rosemary

Charlotte. “Now that you’re having a baby, stop thinking about anything else. Focus on bringing this child into

do

Evander?”

Howard bloodline–you won’t be allowed to take him with you.” Miranda’s tone was