RedNovelRegret 191 "Who actually believes that if I lose the baby, she'll finally get her chance? You've had countless opportunities to trust me, but you never did. Not once have you ever suspected the person who's most likely behind all this. So please, stop pretending you're doing this for my sake and sparethese pointless gestures." Before Evander could respond, Charlotte turned away and left.
She walked down the corridor, pressing a hand to her chest, the ache inside growing heavier with every step. Her emotions surged-frustration tangled with a bitterness she couldn't swallow, leaving her furious and hurt in equal measure.
Back at the nurse's station, Charlotte met with the head nurse to discuss her mother's situation. Deep down, she trusted Nurse Denton-she didn't believe she would ever harm her.
But disappointment was written all over the head nurse's face. "So, there's no way to reverse the termination, is there?" Charlotte hesitated, unable to give her any guarantees. With Evander involved, what could she possibly do to change his mind? "I understand. Thank you for trying." The head nurse left Charlotte's office quietly.
She'd barely made it back to the nurses' desk when Tricia called her over.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe head nurse looked puzzled. "Director Winthrop, is there something you need?" Tricia glanced toward Charlotte's office, then turned back, stopping right in front of her. "Don't you want to clear your mother's name?" "Director Winthrop, I'm not sure what you mean..." A sly smile played on Tricia's lips as she leaned in and whispered something in the head nurse's ear.
A flicker of shock crossed the head nurse's eyes, and she stood there, stunned and speechless.
Howard Manor.
Ilse and Jensen had timed it perfectly. Now that Wesley had agreed to the engagement, they broke the news to Rosemary.
1/3 15:11 The old woman turned to them, her gaze sharp. "So, the Rayburns have agreed?" "Mr. Rayburn has, at least,” Ilse replied, stealing a glance at Miranda. “I'm sure his family will follow suit. Why don't we invite Mr. Rayburn over for dinner? It'll give the two young people a chance to get to know each other." Genevieve, sitting beside Ilse, blushed a deep pink, her demeanor shy and demure.
Miranda let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “Sister-in-law, aren't you rushing things a bit?" "Didn't Evander marry Charlotte in a hurry back then?” Ilse shot back.
That wiped the smile from Miranda's face; she rolled her eyes and didn't bother to respond. Rosemary set down her delicate bone china teacup. "Fine, do as you like." Ilse and Jensen were clearly pleased. They called Wesley, and he agreed to dinner.
Later that afternoon, just before Charlotte was about to leave work, Miranda called and summoned her hfor dinner.
Judging from Miranda's tone, it was clear something significant was happening with the Howard family today. Charlotte drove back to the manor, where she found Ilse's family gathered in the living room, chatting and laughing as if everything was perfectly ordinary.
Genevieve looked Charlotte's way, but for once, said nothing-she simply looked away.
Charlotte was surprised. Since when did Genevieve not have a snide remark ready for her? Miranda motioned for Charlotte to cover and sit. Once she'd taken her seat, Charlotte leaned in and whispered, "Mom, what's going on?"
"We're waiting for Mr. Rayburn to join.
us for dinner," Miranda replied, m shooting a look atliše. I'm just curious-what made Mr. Rayburn agree to this engagement, anyway?"
After all, with a daughter like Ilse's, did she really think she could land someone from the Rayburns? In Miranda's eyes, the Sutherlands were still in a different league.
Ilse ignored Miranda's barbs. She was, after all, the Sutherland family's eldest daughter born into old money-a far cry from Miranda, whose own family only חוח Chapter 193 owned a mid-sized company. They were comfortable, sure, but nowhere near the Sutherlands' status. Besides, Ilse had two brothers, and in her family, sons always cfirst. Any benefits from the Sylvan family would never go to a daughter like her.
Of course Miranda couldn't understand why Ilse always seemed so competitive.
Charlotte pressed her lips together, silent. Was an engagement arranged through scheming-just to catch Wesley-really worth all this trouble? Linette helped the matriarch into the living room.
Everyone on the sofa stood as she entered.
She waved them back down. "Please, sit." Once she'd settled, the rest of the family sat as well. The matriarch glanced at the empty seat beside Charlotte. "Where's Evander?"
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