Cold husband burning regret
Chapter 220
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Evander’s grip tightened around his teacup. His voice came out low and hoarse. “Do I really seem that biased toward her?”
Mrs. Fontaine hesitated, stumbling over her words. “Well… Director Winthrop said it herself, sir. You never interfere in her affairs. She even told me you despise the Sterlings–so even if I went after someone from that family, you’d never blame her
for it!”
She was just telling the truth. Honestly, if Tricia hadn’t given her that assurance, would she ever have dared to go that far?
As soon as she finished speaking, the man fell completely silent.
A heavy, funereal hush settled over the private lounge.
He said nothing. Mrs. Fontaine didn’t dare utter another word. Several long minutes passed before Evander finally dismissed her with a wave.
Only when she left the lounge did Mrs. Fontaine finally breathe again. This wasn’t betrayal–she was just protecting herself.
Evander remained sprawled on the sofa for a long time, shadows darkening his features. He looked utterly spent.
To outsiders, did it really seem like he indulged Tricia that much?
Was that how Charlotte saw him, too?
Was that why…
She hated him.
He couldn’t tell anymore if the pain in his side was from the knife wound or if it was his chest that hurt. Either way, he felt like hell.
Natalie shot him a look.
Now, you finally realize how far you let that manipulative woman get? Not even worth the breath to scold you.
…
in darkness. He flicked on the hidden lights and made his
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His brow furrowed.
time Charlotte
still
knock. He had no intention of waking her or starting another argument. Instead, he silently turned and
the master bedroom, assuming Charlotte would be up by
long he waited, there was no
Lana hadn’t shown up
unease began to take hold. He called Lana. “Did Mrs. Winthrop
I wouldn’t know, sir. She called and gave me two days off, that’s
her
ended the call and unlocked the bedroom with the spare
“Charlotte!”
open the door. The bed was perfectly made, not a wrinkle in sight.
from the clothes he’d bought for her, every single
phone, and tried calling her.
voicemail.
She’d blocked him.
On the dining table sat the jewelry box he’d given her that morning, unopened. He glanced over at the
today was the day she’d
He’d
from one of the boxes in
was a divorce agreement, but before he could even open it,
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