RedNovelRegret 207 Just as the tip of the blade was about to pierce his skin, Charlotte yanked her hand back with all her strength. The scissors slipped from her grasp and clattered to the floor. "You're insane!" He only laughed, pulling her into his arms and cradling her pale face in his hands. “Hateif you must. Charlotte, you chose to marry me. Even if you regret it now, you'll have to live with that choice." Charlotte's eyes widened in shock. He kissed her, rough and unforgiving.
She struggled, but Evander, ignoring the pain searing through his wounded side, caught her again and pushed her down onto the bed.
When she fought back harder, Evander gritted his teeth against the pain and tightened his hold, pinning her firmly against him. "Charlotte, I won't touch you. I promise." He made no further move. Charlotte caught the faint, metallic scent of blood and glanced down at the fresh bandages wrapped around his waist-they were already stained red.
"Charlotte." His voice was raw, barely above a whisper. "It hurts." She refused to look at him. "Call a doctor." "Aren't you a doctor?" She fell silent.
So did he.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFor a long time, there was nothing but the sound of his breathing. If not for that, she would have thought he'd died right there.
Eventually, Charlotte slipped out of his arms and pressed the nurse call button.
Without another glance, she walked out of the hospital room.
The next day, when Evander woke, the bandage around his waist had been changed. He assumed it was Charlotte who'd done it, and the corners of his mouth lifted almost imperceptibly.
At least she had a conscience.
Miranda entered the room with the housekeeper trailing behind, carrying breakfast-Charlotte was nowhere to be seen.
Chapter 207 "Where is she?" he asked.
"Who?" Miranda replied, felgning ignorance, then scoffed. "Charlotte? She left last night. Didn't stay with you." Evander's brow furrowed slightly.
"Honestly, the nerve of her. Your wound was bleeding last night and she didn't even care. If the nurse hadn't checked in, you'd have bled out!" His expression darkened. "She didn't change my bandage?" Miranda dropped her bag onto the sofa and rolled her eyes. "You really expected her to tend to your wounds? You should be grateful she didn't finish you off herself!" He said nothing, but his eyes turned cold and unreadable, as deep and impenetrable as the night.
So she really could be that heartless.
Miranda used the remote to slide the table over to his bedside. As if remembering something, she added, "Your grandmother had Tricia suspended from the hospital." He barely nodded. "I know." Seeing he had no intention of discussing Tricia further, Miranda didn't bother to say more.
Charlotte heard about Tricia's suspension as well, but she had neither the tnor the energy ton care. She retrieved the deed to the apartment that Rachel had hidden away, then contacted the buyer Rachel had arranged before she passed. They agreed to meet for lunch. The buyers were a middle-aged couple hoping to settle down in the city, but the prices for new homes were astronomical, so they were looking for a resale.
Originally, they'd dealt with Rachel. When they learned she couldn't make it and her daughter would be handling things instead, they were still willing to talk.
"Miss Sterling," the woman began, "your mother showed us the place last week. I heard your family's lived there for years, and the location is honestly fantastic. Are you really willing to let it go for just three hundred grand?" That price, for a place in the heart of the city, was an absolute steal.
Chapter 207 Charlotte lowered her gaze. "We need to sell quickly-my family and I are leaving town in a few days." "Leaving so soon? There's nothing wrong with the place, is there?"
"No." Charlotte looked them in the eyes, her voice steady. "My father bought the apartment years agon After he passed, my relatives have been circling like vultures, trying to take ownership by any means they can. My mother and I have no other options. We don't want it falling into their hands, so we're selling." Understanding dawned on their faces.
After agreeing on the price, they settled the deal.
Charlotte said her goodbyes at the restaurant, watching the couple leave. Just as she was about to go, a waiter stepped in front of her. "Miss, Mr. Pembroke would like to invite you inside for a moment.”
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