RedNovelRegret 205 Charlotte's knuckles whitened as she loosened her grip on the knife, stumbling backward two steps.
She had just tried to kill them.
Had she completely lost her mind? Tricia fumbled for her phone and started to dial 911, but Evander snatched it from her before the call could connect. His voice was faint, and blood slipped between his fingers as he pressed them to his wound. "Don't call the police." "Evander, she tried to kill you!" Tricia's voice trembled.
Evander's face was ghostly pale, his jaw clenched with pain and defiance. "I said don't!" Tricia hurried to stop the bleeding, grabbing towels and calling a private ambulance instead.
Charlotte stood frozen, not moving an inch or speaking a single word-not even an apology.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen the ambulance arrived, paramedics loaded Evander onto a stretcher. Even as he drifted toward unconsciousness from blood loss, he kept insisting to the medics that his wife had only hurt him by accident and begged them not to involve the police.
Tricia, hovering at Evander's side, looked stricken.
As soon as Miranda Sutherland heard her son had been stabbed and was being treated at their family's hospital, she rushed straight there.
Outside the ER, Miranda looked around for Charlotte, but only found Tricia pacing anxiously.
She frowned. "What are you doing here? Where's his wife?" "Mrs. Howard, Charlotte tried to kill Evander!” Tricia burst out, her face pale and her voice shrill, exaggerating every detail in her retelling.
Miranda's eyes narrowed with disbelief. "Don't be ridiculous. What are you talking about?" "If you don't believe me, you can ask Charlotte yourself!" Tricia snapped back, almost desperate.
Miranda hesitated. However much she disliked Tricia's tics, the certainty in her tone was unnerving. Could it really have been Charlotte who stabbed her son? "Ma'am, even if Charlotte is Evander's wife, she had the motive-this needs to be reported. Domestic violence is still assault, and this was attempted murder with a knife!" "Evander's in surgery right now, and we don't know if he'll make it. If we call the police, maybe they can figure out what made Charlotte do this in the first place." Tricia's eagerness to see Charlotte behind bars was palpable. With Evander out of commission, she'd have the perfect opportunity to act against Charlotte. The Howard family wouldn't stop her now.
Just as she was savoring the thought, a sharp presence swept into the corridor.
A heavy slap landed across her cheek.
Tricia's head snapped to the side. She whirled around, ready to lash out, but when she met Rosemary's steely gaze, her anger dissolved into wounded indignation. “Grandma Rosemary, why-what are you doing?" Rosemary scoffed. "I know exactly what you're up to. Evander said not to call the police-why are you so eager to go against him? Afraid that when he wakes up, you won't have a chance to get rid of Charlotte?" Tricia froze in place. “Grandma Rosemary, you've misunderstood. That's not what I meant at all." Rosemary's eyes were icy. "I already know about Charlotte's mother's fall. You were there. Don't pretend you had nothing to do with it. Can you honestly say you weren't involved, even a little?" With her hand gripping a gold-tipped cane, Rosemary regarded her with utter contempt.
She'd seen women like Tricia before-a hundred times over. This kind of scheming could only fool someone as naive as Evander.
Tricia pressed a shaking hand to her stinging cheek, avoiding Rosemary's stare, her face blanching. "I swear, I didn't-" "I don't care," Rosemary cut her off, looking away with a dismissive wave. "Charlotte is the Howard family's daughter-in-law. If you keep making trouble as an outsider, don't blme for being ruthless." Tricia's shoulders trembled. She bit her lip and turned to leave, swallowing her Chapter 205 humiliation.
After a blood transfusion and emergency surgery, Evander's condition stabilized, and he was moved to a private room.
It was nearly dusk when he awoke.
He scanned the room. The entire Howard family was gathered around his bed-everyone except Charlotte.
"Evander, how are you feeling?" Jacques Howard's worry was etched deeply on his face! He'd flown back at a moment's notice as soon as he heard about his son's injury. Evander slowly sat up. "I'm fine." "Evander, what happened with Charlotte?" Miranda started, but Rosemary cut her off.
"Her mother's fall-did it have anything to do with Trieja?" the old woman demanded, her tone brooking no argument.
A shadow flickered across Evander's handsface. He replied, Nt wavesitated, then an accident." Chapter 206
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