RedNovelRegret 213 She clung desperately to the hem of his coat, sobbing so hard she could barely get the words out. "It wasn't me! I swear, I didn't do any of it! I'll admit to what I did, Evander, but this-this wasn't me." Evander closed his eyes, a deep weariness settling over him. After a moment, he called for his security detail. The bodyguards entered the hospital room, swiftly pulling Tricia up from the floor.
"You won't be working at Capital Central Hospital anymore," Evander said coldly. "You'll transfer to the affiliate clinic." Tricia froze in disbelief.
His gaze barely flickered over her. "Don't contactagain. As for Hans-after she recovers, I'll have someone bring him to you." With that, he nodded for the guards to take her away.
Tricia left the hospital shattered, wandering back to her car in a daze. She could hardly believe those words had cfrom Evander. He was colder than she'd ever imagined.
Was this really how she lost to Charlotte? No. She refused to accept it.
She had to find a way to turn things around.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTwo days later, Evander was unexpectedly discharged.
He returned to Tranquility Manor, and the moment he stepped inside, he spotted Charlotte's shoes and her purse on the entryway shelf. Only then did he allow himself a faint sigh of relief.
Crossing through to the bar, he suddenly stopped short, his eyes falling on the calendar. Several dates in the coming week were circled in bold ink. He frowned, trying to recall if there was any significance-none cto mind. They certainly weren't important anniversaries.
Upstairs, Charlotte answered a call and stepped out of the bedroom. "You're downstairs? Okay, I'll be right down-" She froze as soon as she looked up and locked eyes with Evander. Her heart gave a 1/3 13.06 Chapter 213 hard, startled thump.
Evander's gaze lingered on her for a moment before he looked away.
She muttered a few words into her phone, then hung up, suddenly self-conscious. "You're halready?" "Were you hoping I'd stay longer at the hospital?” he asked, coolly.
"No," she replied quickly.
"So, where are you headed?" Evander's eyes were sharp, as if he could see right through her.
She took a steadying breath. "I'm meeting someone about a car." "A car?" "I want to sell mine and buy a new one. Is that a problem?" Evander's expression softened, and he nodded. “That's fine." He stepped closer. "But you don't need to buy it yourself. Tellwhat kind of car you want, and I'll get it for you."' He said "get," not "give," but Charlotte knew the difference was only technical-if she wanted something, he could provide it.
"No need," she started to protest.
"You're my wife. Whatever you want, it's my responsibility to provide." She laughed lightly. "In that case, maybe I should ask for... five million dollars?" She was joking, but Evander picked up his phone and called Natalie right away, instructing her to wire five million into Charlotte's account.
Charlotte's smile faltered, caught somewhere between shock and disbelief.
"Is five million enough?" Evander leaned in so close his breath brushed her forehead, his lips just above her skin. "You sure you don't want to ask for more?" She snapped out of it and dodged past him. "It's more than enough. The guy's waiting fordownstairs, so I should go." She hurried out the door, leaving Evander in good spirits as he watched her go.
Charlotte ended up selling her BMW for well below its value. After the deal was done-money transfenced, keys and papers handed over-she glanced at her bank account and saw the extra five million sitting there. She couldn't help but laugh out 2/3 13.06 Chapter 213 loud.
If this wasn't a windfall, what was? Elsewhere, Genevieve Howard had been making herself sick over what happened with Wesley. She'd lost weight, and her nerves were frayed.
When Tricia called, Genevieve didn't want to answer, but she was desperate for someone to talk to. In the end, she agreed to meet Tricia at a spa for a bit of water therapy.
As usual, Genevieve poured out her grievances, especially about how close Charlotte seemed to be with Wesley. The mention alone soured her mood.
Tricia knew Genevieve better than anyone. She leaned in, voice low and m persuasive. "If Charlotte divorces ve your brother, and you pressure her to leave the city, she won't be able to get between you and Mr. Rayburn anymore." Evander was done with her-she knew that now. He probably wouldn't even bother to see her again. But she still had Genevieve.
"Charlotte would never divorce my brother," Genevieve replied, exasperated. “She chere specifically to marry him!" "Specifically?" Tricia echoed, caught off guard.
"That's what my mom said. Grandma only agreed to Charlotte because she once saved my brother's life. Paon't know if it's true, but my brother almost got killed during a kidnapping when we were kids. That part's definitely real." 1
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