Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 184

Charlotte stepped out of the hospital’s surgical wing, squinting into the sunlight. There, by the revolving doors, she spotted Jonathan pacing back and forth, blending in with the flow of people coming and going.

She headed his way. “Jonathan?”

He turned, a faint smile flickering across his face. “Oh, it’s you.”

“What are you doing out here?”

He avoided her gaze. “Waiting for someone.”

In truth, he’d come looking for her. He just couldn’t come up with a good excuse, and he worried she’d taken Evander’s words to heart and wouldn’t want to see him

anymore.

Charlotte caught on, then teased, “You know, the seats in the lobby are free. You could always wait inside.”

“I’m too restless to sit still.” His eyes drifted briefly to her midsection before he looked away. “How’s your mom doing?”

She nodded. “She’s doing well.”

“That day…” Jonathan hesitated, struggling for words. “I left so abruptly, didn’t even say goodbye to you or your mom. Did you both think there was something wrong with me?”

blame yourself for that. I didn’t

found out I did something unforgivable, would you

“Did you

“…I mean, if. Hypothetically.”

on the situation, I guess. I’m pretty forgiving. If

and left

he was about to leave, he suddenly paused and looked

be really careful

his tone. He’d never spoken to her like that before–no

her stomach? Why would he warn

have long to

the stairs, someone shoved her from behind. She lost her balance and tumbled down, hitting

lay at the bottom, pain finally registering as a janitor, hearing the

scans. She’d fractured her right arm and suffered a mild concussion, but thankfully, it could have been a

right

didn’t say a word–just walked over and swept her up

and staff staring, Charlotte wanted to bury her face in embarrassment, especially

“Evander, I’m on the

injured at work. Don’t even think about