RedNovelRegret 140 Jonathan followed her gaze, turning around just in tto meet Evander's icy stare. There's a certain understanding between men-a silent, unspoken recognition-but in this case, it felt more like a challenge than camaraderie.
Jonathan offered a cool, knowing smile. "Shouldn't you be at the hospital with your girlfriend, Mr. Howard?" Evander halted in front of him, his tone as casual as a breeze. "And how much do you think you actually know about my life, Mr. Pembroke?" Jonathan took a step closer, smirking. "Just enough. Maybe even more than you think." "The clinical sleep study research is your project, isn't it?" Jonathan's smile faded slightly. "What of it?" "Nothing," Evander replied, his expression unreadable as he stepped past Jonathan. “I just wonder how much of your so-called concern is genuine, and how much is self-serving." A sharp glint flickered in Jonathan's eyes, barely perceptible.
Evander stopped in front of Charlotte. "Why are you out of the hospital?" "And what business is that of yours?" Charlotte started to move toward Jonathan, but Evander grabbed her wrist in a firm grip. As she struggled to pull away, he wrapped an arm around her, holding her tightly against him. "Did you see that, Mr. Pembroke? Did you notice the connection between us?" She fought to break free. "Evander!" He stared at her, barely containing his temper. "I'm your husband. Is your loyalty with another man?" Husband...
Charlotte froze for a second.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe actually admitted their relationship in front of someone else.
How laughable.
1/3 13:05 Chapter 140 Jonathan, for his part, looked entirely unsurprised. He glanced at Charlotte, then smiled. "Funny. From where I'm standing, it looks a lot like you're forcing her." "She marriedof her own will." Evander released her wrist and tipped her chin up, his thumb gently brushing the tiny birthmark by her eye, his touch almost tender. "Does that seem forced to you?" Charlotte knocked his hand away, meeting his gaze with a cold, stony expression.
Even in his cool, detached eyes, she could see a trace of that familiar, gentle smile.
But she knew better. It was all just an act for Jonathan's benefit.
"Yes, I did choose to marry Mr. Howard," Charlotte said, lifting her chin and arching a brow with a defiant smirk. "But marriage can end, too, can't it?" The divorce papers had already been sent to Howard Industries.
He must have seen them by now.
The hint of a smile vanished from Evander's eyes as he stared at her, as if trying to gauge whether she was telling the truth.
Just then, the neighbor from next door stepped outside to toss out the trash, caught sight of the scene, and squinted in disbelief before calling out, "Well, would you look at that! Charlotte, who are these two handsfellas?" That booming voice drew a small crowd from the surrounding houses.
"Handsguys? Charlotte?" "Didn't someone say Charlotte got married? Is one of them her husband?" Charlotte, still trapped in Evander's grasp, gave up struggling.
Let the neighbors watch. Why not? It's not her reputation on the line.
Maybe Evander would be embarrassed enough to walk away.
Rachel arrived back from the market, groceries in hand, and froze them moment she saw Evander standing there. Her cheerful expression turned stiff.
One of the neighbors sidled up, grinning. "Hey Rachel, didn't you and Xavier say your daughter got married? Which one's her husband?" Rachel pressed her lips together, clearly reluctant to face the scene. Deep down, 2/3 13:05 apter she resented Evander.
Before she could answer, Evander pulled Charlotte close, his arm draped protectively around her shoulders. "I'm Lottie's husband." The neighbors lit up, eyeing Evander with open admiration, and a few shot Rachel envious glances-what a handsson-in-law she had.
Despite all the excited chatter and compliments from the om the neighbors Rachel remained silent and unmoved. Charlotte was equally indifferent.
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