Regret 222 Chapter 222 It was the first tEvander had ever lost his temper with her. In his eyes now, there wasn't a trace of patience left.
A nurse, drawn by the commotion, pushed open the door. She glanced at the shattered vase on the floor but only asked if they were all right.
Evander's voice was cool and even. "We're fine. It was just an accident. Please, go on with your work." Once the nurse had left, Evander turned away from Tricia without so much as a glance. "Hans is innocent. I promised to see he recovers, and I won't go back on my word. As for you, I won't meddle in your affairs again, nor will we meet. And as for being Mrs. Howard... that's never going to happen." He stormed out, slamming the door behind him.
"Evander-!" Tricia scrambled from the bed, but the moment her foot landed on a shard of glass, pain shot through her. She lost her balance and crashed to the floor.
She pressed her hands against the cold tiles, knuckles whitening as she clenched her fists. Her eyes, rimmed red, burned with hatred.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had seriously underestimated Charlotte.
At that moment, Charlotte was anxiously waiting at the airport.
Fifteen minutes later, a private ambulance from Vandermere Medical and Wesley's car arrived at the terminal. The airport medical staff quickly approached to take over.
When Charlotte saw Hiram safely handed over to the airport medics, she finally allowed herself to breathe. Wesley stepped out of the car and walked over. "Once you get to Riverspire City, don't forget to givea call." "I won't." Charlotte shook her head, then hesitated. "And please tell my godmother I'll be waiting for her in Riverspire City." He smiled. "Of course." She glanced at her watch. "Wesley, I should head inside now." He waved her off.
1/3 12:40 Chapter 222 Charlotte picked up her suitcase, said her goodbyes, and followed the medical team through a restricted entrance.
As she boarded the plane, she glanced out the window and took a deep breath.
At last, she was leaving.
On Wesley's drive back, a Rolls-Royce cut him off and forced him to the curb.
Julian opened his door to step out, and a woman from the other car approached the rear window, leaning in to speak quietly.
"What's going on?" Wesley lowered his window.
Julian turned. "Mr. Rayburn, I think it's Mr. Howard..." Wesley looked across at the other car.
Evander emerged, striding straight toward Wesley. "Where did you take Charlotte?" Wesley gave a faint, polite smile. "Mr. Howard, I'm not sure what you mean." Evander braced his hand on the window frame, his tall figure bending slightly so his eyes met Wesley's. "Security footage shows your people picked her up yesterday. She's my wife. You'd better hand her over now." Wesley met his gaze, unflinching. "You're mistaken, Mr. Howard. I did send someone to pick her up, but that was at her request. I only knew she needed a ride. Where she went after that is her business, not mine." His tone was smooth, but there was a chill behind his eyes. "Wesley, don't test my patience." "Threats won't work, Mr. Howard. I genuinely don't know where she is. And besides, she wanted to leave you. I didn't force her." Evander fell silent, his expression darkening.
"Mr. Howard, may I go now?" Wesley raised an eyebrow.
Evander straightened without a word.
Julian got back in the car, and they drove off.
Evander watched them disappear down the road, his expression unreadable.
He turned and got into his own car. After a moment, he instructed Natalie, "Keep an eye on Wesley. I don't care what it takes-find out where Charlotte is." 2/3 12:40 Chapter 222 Natalie nodded. "Understood. Where to now, sir?"
He pinched the bridge of his nose, shadows clouding his features. "Taketo Metropolitan General. I need to speak with Dean Chase." Evander arrived at Metropolitan General Hospital and walked straight to Dean Chase's office.
Dean Chase was on the phone, but when he saw Evander at the door, he wrapped up his call and stood to greet him. "Mr. Howard, what brings you here?"
Evander's gaze fell on a stack of folders. "I remember Charlotte M submitted a transfer request not long ago. Give it to me.” Share to your friends facebook sharing button twitter sharing button reddit sharing button whatsharing button telegram sharing button