Cold husband burning regret

Chapter 401

She truly did hate Evander–hated his cold–heartedness, his indifference. But she hated Charlotte even more, because Charlotte’s very existence had shattered all her carefully laid plans.

If Charlotte hadn’t appeared, she would have become Mrs. Howard long ago. She would have been free of this devil by now.

Finnick Vinterberg swirled the wine in his glass, watching the fury in her eyes, then let out a low chuckle. “Well, why don’t you show me just how sincere you are?”

Tricia froze, and in the next instant, she finally understood what he meant. The color drained from her face.

Later that afternoon, Charlotte hurried into the elevator, only to find Judd already inside. She faltered for a second.

As their eyes met, she quickly looked away and forced a smile. “What a coincidence.”

She stepped to the side, putting space between them.

Judd narrowed his eyes, watching the back of her head. “You’re acting a little strange today.”

She gave a half–hearted smile. “Am I?”

“You won’t even look at me,” he replied.

Charlotte was caught off guard. Slowly, she turned to face him. “Professor Carstairs… is that really so odd?”

Did he somehow know she’d overheard his conversation earlier? The thought made her uneasy, and awkwardness crept in.

touched his cheek, considering. “Do I

“…No, nothing.”

you just don’t want to

him to cut straight

an awkward laugh, she said, “You’re surprisingly good

Chapter 401

Judd exited ahead of her. Charlotte followed, quickening

she might have gone too far, she called after

wasn’t that she didn’t want to see him–she just hadn’t processed everything

and turned. Charlotte couldn’t stop in time and bumped right

her instinctively, steadying

are you

people, it had to be Evander who walked in on them at that

them, every step radiating

Evander took her by the wrist, pulled her to his side, and

Evander. “Mr. Howard, perhaps

situation?”

was clipped and icy. “Whether it’s a misunderstanding or something else,

Judd frowned.

tugged at Evander’s arm. “Evander, it

decide whether it was an accident,” he snapped, his

tried to defend him.