Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 210

Tricia’s face went pale as she clutched her coat tighter, terrified that Jonathan might step out of the room at any moment.

“Miss Winthrop? What are you doing here?”

“…”

Her eyes darted, searching for an excuse. “I wasn’t feeling well at home, so I decided to stay somewhere else for a while. Didn’t expect my blood sugar to crash.”

One of the bodyguards stepped forward to help her up, glancing back at the door number. “Are you staying in this room?”

When the bodyguard reached to open the door, Tricia stopped him. “No need, really–I’m much better now. So… why are you guys here?”

The two bodyguards exchanged a look, clearly unwilling to reveal much.

Tricia didn’t press further. “By the way, how’s Evander?”

“Mr. Howard is doing just fine,” one bodyguard replied, scanning the hallway. “If you’re alright, we’ll be on our way.”

Tricia couldn’t wait for them to leave.

The moment they were gone, her legs nearly buckled beneath her.

Jonathan emerged from the room, calm as ever, and only then did she realize he’d pushed her out there on purpose–to use her as a shield.

“This is your warning,” Jonathan said coldly, giving her a hard look before walking

away.

her jaw so hard it hurt.

After that, there’d been another man who’d showered her with gifts, devoted to her alone. Whatever she wanted–men, money, affection–she always got it. She’d never miscalculated,

coming back home would be just as easy, that she could still play one man off another and get everything she

Chapter 210

protecting

was just using Charlotte

The feeling was infuriating.

Jonathan’s trail, had no choice but

silence before turning to the bodyguard. “Aren’t there security cameras? Don’t you know who he met at

“The hotel management said we aren’t law enforcement, so we have no right to access

“Which hotel?” Natalie asked.

“The Blossom Hotel.”

was acquired by

page and set the file aside. “So after trailing him all day, you still don’t know

want to spook him, so we kept our distance,” the bodyguard admitted,

hotel.”

Evander’s eyes flicked up.

“Tricia?”

she checked into the hotel. When we found her, she was collapsed in the hallway–said

said nothing, his eyes as dark and

at him. “Mr. Howard, do you

of his nose as if weighing a difficult