RedNovelRegret 211 "But once I'm gone, Tricia will be right by his side. No one will stand in their way anymore. For her sake, he'll sign the papers. It's only a matter of time." "When you get there, letknow," her friend said softly.
Charlotte's eyes curved with a crescent smile. "I will." "Going somewhere?" Evander sat in his wheelchair, arms resting on the chair's sides, fingers tightly interlaced. A bodyguard pushed him forward at a slow, measured pace.
Charlotte's smile froze for a heartbeat, panic flickering in her eyes.
Wesley glanced at Evander. "So the rumors are true-Mr. Howard's recovering in the hospital." Evander offered a cool nod. "Appreciate your concern, Mr. Rayburn. You really are living up to the reputation of the Howard family's future son-in-law." Wesley's smile faded. "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed." "Having second thoughts, Mr. Rayburn?" Wesley's voice was calm, but his eyes were sharp. "I didn't refuse you in front of everyone as a gesture of courtesy. After all, if this blows up, it's the Howard family that will cout looking bad. You wouldn't really forceto marry your cousin, would you?" Evander shifted in his chair, propping his head on one hand, his gaze drifting past Wesley to Charlotte, who stood quietly behind him. "I just hope your grandfather doesn't take it too seriously." Wesley's expression turned cold.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Charlotte," Evander called, his tone brooking no argument. "Chere." For the third straight day, Charlotte had been at the hospital. But she hadn't once cto see him, hadn't even set foot in his room.
She pressed her lips together, hesitated, but finally walked over.
"Takeback to my room," he said.
The bodyguard silently stepped aside.
1/3 13:05 Chapter Charlotte shot Wesley a brief look before pushing Evander away down the hall.
Back in his penthouse suite, she wheeled him in and let go of the handles. "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving." Evander stood up, crossed the space between them in two swift steps, and closed the door behind her, trapping her against it. "In a hurry to meet someone?".
"I don't want to see anyone. I just want to go home." "Oh, really?" He studied her face, searching for any flicker of emotion. “You've been running to the hospital every day, visiting Hiram, checking in on Wesley, but you haven't bothered to seeonce." She frowned. "Do you really need someone to check on you?" He shot back, "How do you know I don't?" Charlotte turned her face away, but he caught her chin, his rough thumb tracing along her lips. “Charlotte, have you lost your conscience completely?" She shoved his hand aside. “You're just now realizing I've given up my conscience all these years?" Seeing the anger gathering in his eyes, she let out a brittle laugh. "And what did having a conscience ever get me? A broken home? Ruined lives? Tell me, what's the point?" "Evander, didn't you always despise everything about the Sterling family? Well, they're gone now. Shouldn't you be happy?" Her eyes reddened as she hurled her words at him-sharp, cold, and merciless.
Each one hit home, no matter how he tried to shield himself.
Evander felt a sudden tightness in his chest. His voice cout low and hoarse. "That's not what I meant." "Then what did you mean? Are you blamingfor not being a good enough wife? Because in these six years, I've never once let your family down."
"Charlotte." He gripped her shoulders, desperate. "Let's not talk about the past. Let's startover. We can make this work. Everything can begin again."
For a second, Charlotte felt dizzy, as if the world tilted. This was what she'd always longed to hear. But how, 1866 it was far too late. She didn't want a new beginning-she didn't want to try anymore. Sdays, she wished she'd never met him at all. 2/3 13:05 Chapter 211 Otherwise, how could her marriage have ended up so bitter, so hard? But she could blno one but herself. She'd made this choice. Now she had to live with it.
Evander gently brushed away a tear from the corner of her reddened eye. That tiny beauty mark, glistening with her tears, had somehow carved itself into his heart.
A knock sounded at the door.
Charlotte slipped away from him, moving to the side.
Evander opened the door, scarcely prepared before Tricia threw herself into his arms, sobbing. Evander, Grandma Rosemary fired me. The hospital's transferring me, but I don't want to go!" Chapter 212 Chapter 212
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