Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 222

Chapter 222

It was the first time Evander had ever lost his temper with her. In his eyes now, there wasn’t a trace of patience left.

A nurse, drawn by the commotion, pushed open the door. She glanced at the shattered vase on the floor but only asked if they were all right.

Evander’s voice was cool and even. “We’re fine. It was just an accident. Please, go on with your work.”

Once the nurse had left, Evander turned away from Tricia without so much as a glance. “Hans is innocent. I promised to see he recovers, and I won’t go back on my word. As for you, I won’t meddle in your affairs again, nor will we meet. And as for being Mrs. Howard… that’s never going to happen.”

He stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

“Evander-!” Tricia scrambled from the bed, but the moment her foot landed on a shard of glass, pain shot through her. She lost her balance and crashed to the floor.

She pressed her hands against the cold tiles, knuckles whitening as she clenched her fists. Her eyes, rimmed red, burned with hatred.

She had seriously underestimated Charlotte.

At that moment, Charlotte was anxiously waiting at the airport.

Fifteen minutes later, a private ambulance from Vandermere Medical and Wesley’s car arrived at the terminal. The airport medical staff quickly approached to take

over.

When Charlotte saw Hiram safely handed over to the airport medics, she finally allowed herself to breathe.

Wesley stepped out of the car and walked over. “Once you get to Riverspire City, don’t forget to give me a call.”

“And please tell my godmother I’ll be waiting

He smiled. “Of course.”

glanced at her watch. “Wesley, I

He waved her off.

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her suitcase, said her goodbyes, and followed the medical

she glanced out the window and took

she

him off and forced

woman from the other car approached the

going on?” Wesley lowered

“Mr. Rayburn, I

looked across at the other

toward Wesley. “Where

gave a faint, polite smile. “Mr. Howard, I’m

tall figure bending slightly so his eyes met Wesley’s. “Security footage shows your people picked her up yesterday. She’s my wife. You’d better

met his gaze, unflinching. “You’re mistaken, Mr. Howard. I did send someone to pick her up, but that was at her request. I only knew she

smooth, but there was a chill behind his eyes.

patience.”

won’t work, Mr. Howard. I genuinely don’t know where she is. And besides, she wanted to leave you. I

fell silent,

go now?”

without a

back in the car,