Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 254

Night had fallen by the time Jonathan arranged to meet Judd at a bar. When Judd arrived, he spotted Jonathan brooding alone at the counter, nursing a drink. Normally the life of any party, Jonathan now wore a sullen expression, barely acknowledging the women who tried to strike up a conversation.

Judd ordered a glass of lemonade from the bartender before turning to lean against the high table, fixing Jonathan with a searching look. “What’s eating at you?”

Jonathan topped off his glass, the motion heavy with frustration. “Nothing much. Just restless, I guess. Can’t seem to find anyone to talk to.”

Judd kept silent.

The bartender set down Judd’s lemonade. He picked up the glass and clinked it against Jonathan’s. “Out with it. We’re friends–I know you.”

Jonathan froze for a second, then knocked back the rest of his drink.

After a moment, he slid a photograph across the table to Judd. Judd recognized the image instantly.

“You took this?”

Jonathan avoided his gaze. “Honestly, I just meant to send it to Evander.”

Judd set down his glass, suddenly grabbing Jonathan by the collar. “When did you start letting a woman turn you into this?”

Jonathan shot back, “And what about you? You promised me you’d tell me if you heard anything about her, but I just found out you’d already seen her. You know exactly what happened between me and her… Don’t tell me you want her too?”

“I’m not like you.”

voice calm. “At least I know she’s still married. I have boundaries–do you? You used her, got close to her, and now you

at a loss for

settled in his

he’d only gotten close to Charlotte to use

when he hesitated, torn by guilt,

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been for Charlotte’s mother, Rachel, passing away, maybe

he’d regretted it all for a

his face. “We’re not going to let a woman

of his lemonade. “That’s not my call. Look

want things to end up that way. At least for now, I won’t let

silent, saying nothing

days later, Professor Aldridge’s team arrived at the Riverspire Hotel. Old Mr. Carstairs and several leading medical experts were waiting in the lobby to greet them. Professor Aldridge and Old Mr. Carstairs had crossed paths in the international academic circuit

have an exceptionally talented student. Why haven’t I seen her

here soon.” His gaze shifted to

Tricia stepped forward. “It’s an honor to meet you, Mr. Carstairs. My name is Tricia. I’ve heard

homework. Not only was Old Mr. Carstairs a towering figure in the medical field, he was also the head of the Carstairs family–one of the four great houses in Riverspire. Just his presence alone commanded respect, enough

he had