Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 181

A thought flashed through her mind.

Child abuse.

Charlotte stopped in her tracks, glancing back at Hans, who was curled up behind the flowerbed, quietly sobbing. She hesitated for half a minute before walking over. Hans wiped at his tears, only to see someone holding out a tissue to him.

He looked up, dazed for a few seconds, then pushed her hand away. “You’re a bad person. I don’t want anything from you!”

Charlotte didn’t take offense. “If I were really a bad person, I would’ve thrown you out of here already.”

Hans clenched his little fists, his lips trembling as he stayed silent.

“How did you get hurt on your leg?” she asked.

At that, Hans quickly tugged down his pant leg to hide it, unease and fear flashing

in his eyes.

Charlotte caught the look on his face. “Was it your mother who did this to you?”

“…No,” he whispered, barely audible.

His mom only hit him because he misbehaved. She loved him, didn’t she?

“Did you tell Mr. Howard?”

never hurt me! Never!” Hans suddenly clapped his hands over his ears and bolted

realized she might have crossed a line. After all, he wasn’t her

Hans running off in tears, then spotted Charlotte, and immediately assumed the worst. “Charlotte, why

wanted to do

The memory

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Grandma likes you, don’t get too full of yourself! I’m warning you–my brother

right past her, unbothered.

ignored Genevieve and walked away

had to admit Charlotte wasn’t the same as she used to be–she didn’t just stand there

fuming, Genevieve fired off a message to Evander. She hadn’t actually seen

his hand paused, cigarette poised between his

Hans wouldn’t run into each

his last drag, Evander stubbed out the cigarette, picked up his phone, and called Linette. “Try to keep Hans away from Charlotte,” he said.

Tricia got Genevieve’s complaint, she realized Charlotte had spoken to her son. But she

called Jonathan. “Mrs. Fontaine is still out

isn’t she?”

Tricia had informed Mrs. Fontaine, urging her to find some excuse–be it a business trip or a vacation–to leave the city and stay far from

seated on the second–floor balcony of his institute, leafed through some documents, sounding indifferent. “My people are watching. She won’t fall

Evander’s hands.”

good.” Tricia chuckled softly, her tone laced with allure. “It’s been a few days since