Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 869

At the Chancer Estate.

James returned home exhausted. Rubbing his temples, he braced himself for a fight with Charlotte-but to his surprise, she was already asleep.

He quietly pushed open the bedroom door. Their son was sound asleep. Charlotte lay beside him, her hand wrapped in bandages.

Right. She had cut her hand on the sharp edge of the invitation earlier. And he— too consumed by anger-hadn't even noticed at the time.

A wave of guilt washed over James. He gently touched her forehead. When she'd fallen, her clothes had torn. In weather this cold, she could easily catch a chill.

Just then, Charlotte's hand moved, grasping his tightly.

She opened her eyes, tears welling up.

"James..." Her voice trembled, choked with emotion, as if she had a thousand grievances she was finally ready to say aloud.

James's guilt surged to its peak. She was right. Everything she'd said today was true. She'd borne his child, nearly died for it—and he had failed her.

"I'm sorry, Charlotte. This is all my fault." He bent down and held her, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

after me in the beginning." Her voice was quiet, but firm. A reminder for both of them: of how this all started, and

was a fool. I'll fix this.

the room, Charlotte wiped away her tears. Her expression turned

do you love

moment, she ripped away every trace of the

froze at the doorway. His back went stiff-but only for a second. Then,

out a

"Coward."

Estate, Vivian stepped through the door.

Wilson is very upset. He said to

She knew her grandfather would've heard about everything

sharp thump of a cane hitting marble echoed down the staircase it was nearly half an hour

was

to come

better than the Sanders Corporation i trusted you I didn't interfere with a single decision. And

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it. By the time we reacted, Sarah had already signed contracts with the celebrities." She tried to

Mr. Wilson scoffed coldly.