Regret Novel 185

But the truth was, she’d never been pregnant in the first place.

So now, not only Jonathan, but even Tricia had heard about this so–called “misunderstanding“?

Ever since her accident, Tricia had rushed over, fussing and checking on her. Clearly, she was more involved in this than she let on.

“That’s enough,” Evander said, frowning. “I’ll take her home first.”

Tricia was left speechless, watching helplessly as he lifted Charlotte into the car, leaving her behind without a second thought.

As the taillights faded into the night, Tricia clenched her fists at her sides.

Inside the car, Charlotte stared at Tricia’s shrinking silhouette in the rearview mirror. For a moment, she saw her old self in the way Tricia looked tonight.

It was almost laughable…

For all those years she’d loved Evander, he barely noticed her. Now that she’d finally decided to let go, suddenly he cared.

Evander was studying the scans the doctor had given him. “How did

you

fall?”

“What if I told you someone pushed me?”

looked up, meeting

even if she told him, he wouldn’t believe her. So she let

a while, he said quietly, “I’ll have someone

past. Whether he investigated or not, she’d never expected anything from

Charlotte was stuck at home, forced to rest and recover. Lana looked after her during the day, while Evander took over at

her to bed, helped her up, took her to the bathroom, even helped her shower. He took care of everything

it was because she was injured, but he

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dried her hair, Charlotte gazed out at the dazzling city lights. His kindness over these past few days almost

a brief, dangerous moment, she nearly

phone rang

caught Tricia’s name on the caller ID. The sound jolted her back to reality–this wasn’t a dream.

Charlotte said, taking the towel from his

stepped out to answer. Whatever Tricia said kept him

message from Tricia: Hans had nearly drowned, and Evander had stayed at the hospital with him all night. The photo Tricia sent

over him.

you really think even if

face reality. He never loved

read the message with a blank face. She didn’t bother replying. She was all too familiar with Tricia’s two–faced games–sweet to her face, poison

her back.

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