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Chapter 229
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Regret 229 Why did it have to be her? Evander's emotions were a tangled mess. Guilt over Tricia from six years ago. clashed violently with the disgust and hatred that had surged up now, after the truth cto light. The conflict threatened to tear him apart.

He'd planned to make Tricia pay, to finally settle things between them once and for all. But fate had found a way to twist the knife-he ended up with her.

Natalie glanced at him, watching as he seemed to fall to pieces. She muttered under her breath, "You always played favorites, and now look-guess it's just fate catching up to you..." Evander shot her a look, forcing his expression flat. He strode toward the couch and tossed a stack of files onto the coffee table. "I remember the company has a project in Riverspire City next month, right?" Natalie snapped out of her thoughts and nodded. "Yes, but I thought you'd turned it down?" He twisted his wedding ring absentmindedly. "Not anymore. Move the project up." She hesitated for half a second, realizing he must be heading to Riverspire City himself. "What about Tricia...?" "Have someone keep an eye on her." Natalie said nothing more and quietly slipped out of the bedroom.

Evander's gaze dropped to his wedding ring, his eyes growing darker, deeper.

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In his world, divorce wasn't an option.

Rain hammered Riverspire City all through the night.

A flash of lightning turned the window white as day, splitting the sky in two. The crash of thunder jolted Charlotte awake.

She clicked on the lamp by her bed; warm yellow light chased away the shadows in the room. The digital clock on the nightstand glowed: 5:00 a.m.

Charlotte pressed a clammy hand to her forehead; she was drenched in cold sweat.

1/3 12:44 Chapter 229 It had been years since she'd dreamed about that nightmarish ordeal.

And yet, here it was again.

By sunrise, the rain had stopped.

Still, Charlotte dragged herself to the hospital, exhausted and out of sorts from her restless night.

Marlene asked Gentry to show her around the department. As they left the office, Gentry glanced at her with concern. "You look awful today. Are you feeling sick?" She shook her head and managed a smile. “Just first-day jitters. Couldn't sleep." "Where did you work before?" "Capital Central Hospital." "In the Capital? Isn't that the best place to be?" Gentry looked at her, puzzled. "I know tons of people who've moved there for work." Charlotte smiled faintly. "The Capital's great, but the pace of life just isn't for me." Gentry nodded in sudden understanding. “Yeah, Riverspire City is perfect if you want a quieter life. Great for settling down." They toured the inpatient wing, then went to check on the ICU. Gentry pointed out a patient who'd been in the ICU for over three years, brain-dead, kept alive only by a ventilator.

The family refused to accept reality, but with their wealth, they couldm they afford to keep their child alive. If it had been an ordinary family, the poor kid would have been gone long ago. Charlotte had seen plenty of brain-dead patients before. Thinking of Hiram, she realized he was lucky, in a way. "Professor Carstairs, are you free this evening?" As Charlotte and Gentry stepped out of a patient's room, they bumped into Judd and Noreen.

Judd was at the nurses' station, leafing through patient files. Tall, with a straight back, he wore his lab coat perfectly buttoned, every detail in place.

Noreen stood beside him, careful to keep her distance-she knew about his obsession with cleanliness. Still, she gazed at him with such longing, it was as if her eyes were glued to him. 12.44 Chapter 229 "I'm not free," Judd replied, not bothering to look up.

Noreen looked a little crestfallen, but quickly regrouped.

Gentry couldn't help but click his tongue and leaned toward Charlotte, whispering, "Ms. Lennox has the biggest crush on Judd. All those flirtatious looks-totally wasted on him." "Isn't this more like an open crush?" Charlotte glanced at him.

She understood the thrill of a secret infatuation-it was all nerves and careful distance, never daring to disrupt the other's world.