Cold husband burning regret

Chapter 213

Regret Novel 213

She clung desperately to the hem of his coat, sobbing so hard she could barely get the words out. “It wasn’t me! I swear, I didn’t do any of it! I’ll admit to what I did, Evander, but this–this wasn’t me.”

Evander closed his eyes, a deep weariness settling over him. After a moment, he called for his security detail.

The bodyguards entered the hospital room, swiftly pulling Tricia up from the floor.

“You won’t be working at Capital Central Hospital anymore,” Evander said coldly. “You’ll transfer to the affiliate clinic.”

Tricia froze in disbelief.

His gaze barely flickered over her. “Don’t contact me again. As for Hans–after she recovers, I’ll have someone bring him to you.”

With that, he nodded for the guards to take her away.

Tricia left the hospital shattered, wandering back to her car in a daze. She could hardly believe those words had come from Evander. He was colder than she’d ever imagined.

Was this really how she lost to Charlotte?

No. She refused to accept it.

She had to find a way to turn things around.

Two days later, Evander was unexpectedly discharged.

He returned to Tranquility Manor, and the moment he stepped inside, he spotted Charlotte’s shoes and her purse on the entryway shelf. Only then did he allow himself a faint sigh of relief.

Crossing through to the bar, he suddenly stopped short, his eyes falling on the calendar. Several dates in the coming week were circled in bold ink. He frowned, trying to recall if there was any significance–none came to mind. They certainly weren’t important anniversaries.

out of the bedroom. “You’re downstairs? Okay, I’ll

as soon as she looked up and locked

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hard, startled thump.

lingered on her for a moment before he looked

into her phone, then hung

longer at the hospital?”

“No,” she replied quickly.

eyes were sharp, as if he could see right through

took a steadying breath. “I’m meeting

“A car?”

sell mine and buy

don’t need to buy it yourself.

“get,” not “give,” but Charlotte knew the difference was only technical–if she wanted something, he could

she started

want, it’s my responsibility to

laughed lightly. “In that case, maybe I should

up his phone and called Natalie right away, instructing her to wire five million into

somewhere between

in so close his breath brushed her forehead, his lips just above her skin.

and dodged past him. “It’s more than enough. The guy’s waiting for me downstairs,

in good spirits as he watched

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