RedNovelRegret 164 On the other side of town, Wesley walked Charlotte downstairs. Just as she was about to get into her car, he suddenly spoke up. "Miss Sterling, what do you think. of my mother?" Charlotte blinked, caught off guard by the question. "Your mother? She's wonderful. Why do you ask?" "That's not exactly what I meant." Wesley's lips curled into a gentle smile. "I don't know why, but you feel familiar to me. You're different from other women I know. If you don't mind... would you consider being my mother's goddaughter?" Charlotte stared at him in surprise. "Me?" "You've seen how much she cares about you-almost more than she cares about me," Wesley said with a shrug. "Ever since she met you here in the city, she's been happier than I've seen her since we left Eldermere. If my father and the rest of the family knew about this, they'd be delighted." Charlotte lowered her gaze, an inexplicable sense of foreboding tugging at her heart. She couldn't explain it, but something told her she'd regret saying no.
"Is this awkward for you?" Wesley asked gently.
She looked back up at him. “Not at all. It's just... I'll be leaving the city soon. I'm worried-" "That's nothing to worry about. Wherever you go, just let us know. We'll visit. It's just a plane ride away," Wesley replied, unconcerned by the distance.
Charlotte gave a small nod, her lips curling into a smile. “So... should I start calling you 'big brother' now?" Hearing her say those words, Wesley was momentarily dazed. For a brief instant, it felt as though the girl in front of him really was his little sister.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut the baby from all those years ago... she'd been stillborn. How could his sister possibly be alive? After bidding Wesley goodbye, Charlotte drove away.
Back at the hospital, her spirits were so high she practically skipped down the hallway, a visible smile lighting up her already striking features, adding a certain softness to her beauty.
This didn't go unnoticed. A man happened to catch sight of her at just the right כן1 14:44 Chapter 164 moment. One glance, and he couldn't look away.
Tricia, standing beside Evander, was startled when he suddenly trailed off in the middle of their conversation. Following his gaze, her mood plummeted in an instant. Her face twisted with jealousy.
Charlotte, oblivious, looked up and noticed Evander and Tricia standing near the nurses' desk.
He was, as always, impeccably dressed, tall and composed, a man impossible to ignore even in a crowded room. Meeting Evander's cool, sharp gaze, Charlotte's smile faltered. Her eyes slid past Tricia before looking away, her expression suddenly cold.
Tricia quickly linked her arm through Evander's. “Evander, Hans is awake now. Didn't you say you wanted to bring him hto the Howard family?" Charlotte pressed her lips together, trying to hide the way her heart clenched.
So he's already planning to take Hans back to his family...
Evander's eyes lingered on Charlotte, searching her face with a complicated look. "I'll take him hin a couple of days." Tricia, satisfied with his answer, smirked at Charlotte, her triumph plain as day.
Charlotte didn't spare them another glance. She walked straight back to her office.
Evander's brow furrowed. Without waiting for Tricia to speak again, he pulled his arm free. “You go on. In a few days, I'll send someone to bring Hans home." Tricia bit her lip, disappointment flickering in her eyes, but she had no choice but to accept it.
That night, Charlotte was in the guest bathroom, halfway through her shower, when Evander barged in.
She snatched her towel, clutching it tightly around herself. "Evander, what is wrong with you? Get out!" He loosened his tie, the faintest hint of a smirk on his lips. "Why cover up? There's nothing here I haven't seen before." "Get out!" Charlotte grabbed the showerhead and aimed it straight at him.
A spray of water hit him full in the face, soaking his white shirt until it clung to his 274 14:44 [Chapter 164
body, leaving nothing to the imagination. Water dripped down his ΟΜ chiseled features as he ran his fingers through his hair, slicking it back-giving him an air of rugged, masculine temptation.
But Charlotte was in no mood to appreciate it. All she wanted was for him to leave. When she struggled, Evander caught her arm. With a little. force, he pulled her flush against his chest, trapping her there. "Letgo!" she cried, fighting him off-but she was careful not to move too much, terrified her towel would slip.
To Evander, her resistance only seemed like a playful tease.
He spun her around, pressing her against the frosted glass. His lips found her shoulder and neck, Burni Burning hot against her skin, until she trembled and her voice broke in a sob. "Evander, you makesick!" He paused, a shadow flickering across his face. "I make you sick?" 212
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