Regret 187 "Is something wrong?" She lowered her eyes, hesitating before speaking. “I just think it's strange-when Hans fell into the water, no one was around. Yet somehow, Tricia was the one who happened to find him. Don't you think that's a little convenient? What if... what if she staged the whole thing herself?" Evander narrowed his eyes at Genevieve. "Are you suggesting Tricia pushed Hans in, just so she could play the hero?" "It's hard to say..." A thought occurred to her, and she asked, "Is Charlotte pregnant?" "Who told you that?" "...I was just asking." She remembered overhearing Tricia's phone call with someone, plotting to get rid of a child. From what she'd gathered, Tricia couldn't get into the Howard family unless that baby was gone.
And whose child could it be, if not Charlotte's? "Don't overthink it. Hans is her own flesh and blood. What kind of mother would hurt her own child?" Evander straightened his suit jacket and walked into the living room.
Seeing how little he cared, Genevieve scoffed under her breath. Fine, it's his kid, not hers-why should she bother? She couldn't be less interested.
Tricia stormed back to the hospital, her face dark. She'd just pulled into the underground parking lot and was about to get out when a man grabbed her by the throat, dragging her into the back seat.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe struggled in panic, but when she realized who it was, she quickly calmed down. "Trying to scareto death, Jonathan?" Jonathan's tone was icy. "Did I give you permission to go after Charlotte?" She froze, then lazily slipped her fingers beneath his shirt collar. "I only wanted to make her lose the baby. It's not like I was trying to kill her. Besides, that baby is Evander's, not yours." Chapter 187 Jonathan's jaw tightened.
Tricia grew bolder, wrapping herself around him with practiced ease. "Mr. Pembroke, don't be mad. We haven't seen each other in so long... don't you miss me?" She certainly knew how to push all the right buttons. Even if he had no intention at first, her touch made his resolve crumble.
He spun her around roughly, refusing to meet her eyes-there was no tenderness, only release.
Afterward, Jonathan calmly buttoned his shirt. "Don't ever go behind my back again. You know what I'm capable of." Tricia tore open a new pair of stockings, slipping them on with a smile. "I understand." The moment the man left, her expression turned cold.
Jonathan's cruelty reminded her of another man from her past-someone with a twisted need for control, who never saw her as a person, only a plaything.
Except for Evander.
She'd never received respect from any other man-not even her adoptive father.
She hated the parents who'd abandoned her at birth and cursed them for it. If they hadn't tossed her aside, would she have spent her life tiptoeing around everyone else's moods? Jonathan stepped out of the elevator and, as luck would have it, nearly walked straight into Charlotte.
His hand paused as he adjusted his tie.
"Jonathan, what a coincidence," Charlotte greeted him with a polite smile, her gaze drifting to the marks on his neck.
She recognized those marks all too well.
Was he seeing someone now?
Noticing her glance, Jonathan tugged his collar higher "UX. it's not what NO you think.
I'm not seeing anyone..." At least, not in any real sense.
Charlotte assumed he was just embarrassed and didntpress further. 15:10 פור Chapter 187 Just then, Tricia emerged from the elevator as well.
The three locked eyes. Tricia's gaze lingered on Charlotte's midsection. "Back to work/already, Dr. Sterling? That was quick." Chapter 188 Chapter 188