Cold husband burning regret

Evander stood by the window at the end of the fire escape, lighting a cigarette. Shadows swallowed his frame, making him little more than a silhouette. “I don’t really buy what Tricia said,” he murmured.

“But… back then, you weren’t the only child kidnapped. There were several others. The girl’s story matches up. Her parents also confirmed their daughter was abducted.”

He paused, the cigarette motionless between his fingers. Flicking off the ash, he said nothing.

After a long silence, the other voice asked, “Mr. Howard, do you want to meet the girl?”

“There’s no need. Give her a blank check. Tell her to come to me when

she’s made up her mind.”

He had no memories from that time. Even if a girl really had saved his life, the only thing he could offer now was compensation.

Charlotte spent another week recuperating–almost half a month in all–until she could finally hold a fork without her hand trembling.

Just then, Wesley called.

He was in Riverspire City.

When Charlotte went out to meet him, Wesley handed her a gift: a porcelain doll.

She took the box, a smile tugging at her lips. “Did this come from your

mom?”

surprise. “How’d you

choice. Even with her mind foggy these days, she’d

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just had a feeling. She joked, “Maybe we’re

coffee halfway to his lips,

so.”

here in Riverspire City,

mom?”

her. She’ll

the Capital too?” Something occurred to her–she pressed her lips together. “Is it because of your engagement to the Howard family? Are you really

humoring the Howards. I never made a real promise–who’d take that seriously?” Wesley took a slow sip of coffee. “Honestly, I just

on the Howards later. Grandma Rosemary

woman with no sense of propriety, and their daughter’s as spoiled

knew exactly what he

eldest son’s

all thanks to her mother, Ilse Sylvan

had never gotten along. But Ilse was always overestimating herself, convinced that her daughter–just by sharing the Howard name–was

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Evander yet?” Wesley

hasn’t agreed