RedNovelRegret 169 Evander fixed his gaze on her, his brows drawing together. "Upset I interrupted you and Jonathan?" Without so much as a glance his way, she shot back, "Were you happy when I interrupted you and Tricia?" Before her words had even faded, his large hand caught her by the chin, forcing her to face him. "Charlotte, we're not divorced yet." "When will we be?" "In a hurry, are you?" "Yes." She didn't hesitate for a second.
It was obvious-she couldn't wait to get away from him.
His grip on her tightened, his eyes burning into her face as if her answer was the last thing he wanted to hear.
After a moment, he spoke, voice low. "I'm not in a hurry." A tightness squeezed her chest. "Are you playing games with me?" He let out a short laugh, but gave no answer.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCharlotte stared at him, stunned, searching his face. Something dawned on her. Her eyes cooled as she met his gaze. "Was everything that happened today your doing? Just to push me?" Evander's smile vanished, his eyes chilling. "You think I orchestrated all this?" "If not you, then why did you show up at the Sterlings'? You never showed any interest before, did you?" Not once, in all the years.
And just last night, he'd warned her. Today, Abigail and Adelaide suddenly turned up out of nowhere. Too much of a coincidence.
"Miss Sterling, you've got it all wrong. That's not-" "Enough." Evander cut off his assistant, voice cold as steel. He pulled her closer, his eyes hard. "Since you're so convinced, maybe I should just do what you're accusingof." 1/2 11:1Chapter 169 He released her and told Natalie, "Get in touch with the Sterlings.' Charlotte grabbed at his sleeve, disbelief etched on her face. "Evander, what are you doing?!" He enunciated each word, slow and deliberate. "Exactly what you think I'm doing." Natalie reached for her phone. Panic flared in Charlotte's eyes. She clung to Evander, her voice trembling. “I shouldn't have doubted you. I'm sorry. I take it back!" Evander looked down at her, unmoved.
She gasped for breath, clutching his jacket with shaking hands. "Whatever you wantto do, I'll do it." His tone softened, just a fraction. "Anything?" She nodded, dazed.
A faint smile flickered at his lips as he pulled her into his arms, pressing his chin to the top of her head. To any outsider, it would look like a tender, intimate embrace.
"In a few days, Professor Aldridge will be here for a medical symposium. Would you like to attend?" Charlotte blinked in surprise.
She'd heard her mentor mention Professor Aldridge-an eminent neurosurgeon from Montovia, a world-renowned scholar, nicknamed "The Godfather of Cranial Surgery" by the medical community. He even held a license to practice in Vandalia. Her mentor admired him. In their field, meeting the man in person was a rare honor. But for someone with Evander's status-and with Rosemary's reputation-it wouldn't be difficult.
She had to admit, Evander knew exactly how to push her buttons.
"You'd letgo?" He gave a half-smile, then turned businesslike. "Depends on how you behave these next few days." Charlotte clenched her fists but said nothing.
Twenty days left. Whatever it took, she'd get his signature. Until then, there was no point burning bridges.
2/3 14:45 Chapter 169 After a moment, she murmured, "Alright."
Back at Tranquility Manor, Charlotte trailed after Evander through then front door. Lana was just finishing up vacuuming. She straightened with a smile. "Welchome, sir. Ma'am."
Evander slipped off his suit jacket and draped it over his arm, pausing in the entryway Charlotte, not paying aftention, walked straight into his back, nearly losing her balance. He glanced over his shoulder. She lowered her eyes, lips pressed tight, looking so meek it made his fingers itch to tease her.
Lana saw the exchange and, sensing the mood, set down her cleaning supplies. "Everything's tidy, sir. I'll be heading out." Evander gave a brief nod.
As the door clicked shut behind Lana, Charlotte felt a wave of awkwardness wash over her. The last thing she over wanted was to be alone with him. "I'll just head upstairs-" "I haven't had lunch."
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