Cold husband burning regret

Genevieve brought Hans over to Charlotte. When Hans immediately ducked behind her, she chuckled. “Hans, you haven’t seen your aunt in so long. Aren’t you going to say hello?”

Hans shook his head and pressed himself further behind Genevieve, his face etched with resistance. “I don’t want to.”

Charlotte watched the scene, but Genevieve just patted the boy’s head, her tone almost sincere as she explained, “Don’t take it personally, Charlotte. My brother’s spoiled him rotten. Apart from me and a few people in the Howard family, Hans ignores everyone else.”

Charlotte caught the underlying meaning in her words but didn’t let it bother her. “And what does that have to do with me?”

“Why wouldn’t it?” Genevieve blinked innocently. “If my brother decides to adopt Hans, wouldn’t that make you… his stepmom?”

She looked down at Hans, her lips curling mischievously. “Hans, would you like this lady to be your mom?”

Hans went pale, biting his lip so hard it almost hurt. “I already have a

mom!”

Genevieve had expected that answer. Hans had been content enough staying with the Howards, but whenever anyone mentioned his mother, Tricia, he’d always ask about her.

Whether Tricia had really abandoned him or not, Genevieve couldn’t care less. After learning what kind of person Tricia was, she’d given up on the idea of her ever marrying her brother.

As for Charlotte, she’d been at odds with her brother and had left the city–Genevieve had assumed they were truly finished.

She’d even considered introducing her brother to the Rayburn family’s heiress. Her mother had insisted: if their family could claim both the matriarch’s favor and the new daughter–in–law, they’d be in a strong

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the Howard estate was

her brother weren’t officially divorced, Genevieve had

little games. “You don’t need to use a kid to get under my skin. Do I look like your brother–so naïve I’d want to raise someone

have to say

likes playing daddy to other people’s kids, but you blame me? Pick on

Genevieve,

about divorcing my brother, but you’re always

took a steadying breath, and looked back over her shoulder. “Why don’t you ask your brother yourself

a reply, she strode off, as if another second in Genevieve’s presence

She pushed open the door. “Evander, is it true what Charlotte said–that

outside quietly

smoking, his gaze fixed on the lawn below,

argue, but then followed his gaze

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chill ran down

spot where she’d just