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.

and stepped out of the bedroom. “You’re downstairs? Okay, I’ll be right

looked up and locked

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Chapter 213

hard, startled thump.

for a moment before he

muttered a few words into her phone, then

stay longer at

“No,” she replied quickly.

are you headed?” Evander’s eyes were sharp, as if

a steadying breath. “I’m meeting someone about a

“A car?”

want to sell mine and buy a new one.

you don’t need to buy it

but Charlotte knew the difference was

need,” she

my wife. Whatever you want, it’s my responsibility

lightly. “In that case, maybe

was joking, but Evander picked up his phone and called Natalie right away, instructing her to wire five million into

somewhere

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

more than enough. The guy’s waiting for

door, leaving Evander in good

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