Cold husband burning regret

Chapter 347

Excitement flickered in Loretta’s eyes as she read the message. This was perfect–whatever the truth, she was now the only daughter the Rayburns had left.

A knock at the door startled her.

“Who is it?” she called.

“Miss, there’s someone to see you downstairs. She says she’s Miss Howard.”

Miss Howard?

Loretta’s eyes darted slyly. Smiling, she opened the door. “Tell her to wait a moment. I’ll be right down.”

Only after carefully fixing her hair and jewelry did Loretta make her way downstairs, taking her time.

Genevieve had already been waiting in the living room for quite a while and was beginning to lose patience. The Rayburn heiress sure liked to keep people waiting, but for the sake of the family alliance, she had no choice but to put up with it.

She picked up her teacup, took a sip, and nearly spat it out when Loretta finally appeared–draped in enough glittering jewelry to blind someone, looking as gaudy as a peacock.

This was the Rayburn heiress?

A white dress with blue stockings was questionable enough, but paired with emerald earrings, a/pearl necklace, and a jade bracelet–she looked like a walking fashion disaster.

Genevieve couldn’t help her disbelief. “You’re the daughter the Rayburns just found after all these years?”

Loretta gave her sweetest, most innocent smile. “That’s right.”

sized her up, her hopes rapidly

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thing–but dressing like that? How could someone like

need something, Miss Howard?” Loretta forced a smile, uncomfortable under Genevieve’s

daughter home, so I came by to pay my respects.” Genevieve stood, smoothing down her skirt. “Who knows, maybe

talking about herself and

she meant Evander instead. With a shy look, she said, “Oh, who knows what the future holds. Besides, Mr. Howard isn’t even divorced yet. If

twitched. “I meant

Loretta looped her arm through

despite Loretta’s enthusiastic acceptance,

was truly

her arm free. “Miss Rayburn, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Nothing is

to see me?” Loretta asked,

“Why would he

least he could do is pay me a visit, right?” Loretta pouted slightly, already daydreaming about her future: the accident was now behind her, and once that

her happy thoughts, she didn’t

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Genevieve’s face.

Hospital.

who’d been sitting at his bedside,