RedNovelRegret 153 Evander loosened the band of his watch, his gaze intent. After a brief pause, a sudden laugh escaped him. "The one pulling your strings is Mrs. Fontaine, isn't it?" Conrad didn't dare hide anything. He nodded.
Mrs. Fontaine hadn't contacted him by phone. Instead, she'd sent someone to reach him at the police station. She never showed up herself-so no one would suspect a thing.
Evander's smile vanished, his eyes turning cold as he instructed Natalie, “Commissioner Yates is up for re- election, isn't he?" Natalie nodded. "Yes, he is." "Maybe it's tthe Revenue Bureau got a new director." With that, Evander turned and walked away.
Night had fallen, and the city lights outside Charlotte's window shimmered in the distance.
Fresh out of the shower, Charlotte saw her phone screen light up on the table.
She walked over, picked it up, and saw a message from Evander.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt[I'm outside your door.] Charlotte frowned, stepping to the window. Sure enough, his car was parked just outside the gate.
She pulled the curtains closed, ignoring the message.
[If you're not coming out, are you waiting forto cin?] Charlotte stared at the message, exasperated. She grabbed her coat, slipped it on, and walked out the door.
As she stepped into the yard, the headlights from Evander's car shone directly at her. She instinctively shielded her eyes from the glare.
The lights went off, and a moment later, Evander stepped out.
Swallowing her irritation, she called out, "Evander, can't this wait until morning? Did it have to be tonight-" 1/3 14:41 Chapter 153 He didn't let her finish. He reached out and pulled her into his arms.
She still smelled faintly of her shower gel-soft, floral, lingering on her skin. Charlotte barely had tto react before he drew her close. Her hands landed on his chest, and her silk jacket slid off one shoulder, pooling at her arm.
Since Rosemary's birthday-the night Genevieve had drugged him-he hadn't touched her.
Now, with his beautiful wife pressed against him, pliant and warm, Evander's breath hitched; desire flared, tightening inside him.
Charlotte felt the change in him.
She stiffened, a flash of disgust crossing her face. "What are you, a dog? You really can't help yourself-" "Is that my fault?" Evander's grip tightened on her chin, bringing his face close, voice rough. "Mrs. Howard, how long has it been since you've fulfilled your wifely duties?" Wifely duties...
Yes, that's all they'd ever been-obligations.
Charlotte laughed bitterly. "Didn't Tricia keep you satisfied?" Evander's expression revealed nothing.
She tried to pull away, but his arms only tightened, his breath warm against her ear. "Don't move." Feeling the intensity of his reaction, Charlotte froze, holding her breath. "Evander, what are you really here for?" "The incident with Hiram wasn't my doing." Evander leaned in, lowering his voice. "Jonathan pinned it on me. He knew the truth all along, but he never told you." Charlotte stared at him, stunned.
She had suspected Evander hadn't orchestrated what happened to m Hiram. But even if it wasn't him, she En knew Tricia was behind it. And the one who enabled Tricia-was Evander.
Her eyes hardened. "So what, you wantto believe Hiram's trouble had nothing to do with you? If you hadn't indulged Tricia, none of this would've happened." Evander swallowed his frustration, gripping her shoulders. "And what about when 2/3 14:41 Chapter 153 Hiram kidnapped Tricia-was that my fault too?" She fell silent.
Hiram had kidnapped Tricia because of her. There was no denying it.
"Even so, Hiram accepted his sentence. Why does he still have to suffer?" Charlotte shoved him away, voice trembling. Evander froze, his brow furrowing, silent.
Charlotte steadied herself, her voice cold. "Evander, the Sterling family owes you nothing. Do us both a favor-sign the divorce papers and let us go."
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