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Chapter 4
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Regret 4 Charlotte froze, disbelief etched across her face. “You think I was targeting her?" So that's why he cto see her-because of Tricia?- "She's your superior, Charlotte. No matter what happened, you shouldn't have embarrassed her in front of everyone." Evander's words were crisp and official, as if she were nothing more than a colleague. There wasn't a trace of warmth between husband and wife.

Charlotte forced herself to swallow the ache rising in her chest. Then, with a hollow laugh, she countered, "Did you forget that I'm the lead surgeon? Don't I have the right to make that decision?" Evander's lips curled into a faint, sardonic smile. “And did you forget that I have the authority to replace the lead surgeon?" It felt as if someone had taken a sledgehammer to her heart, leaving it trembling and bruised.

What a pity.

She'd already filed her transfer request.

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Whether he replaced her or not no longer mattered.

"You don't need to-" "If Mr. Howard wants to replace me, then so be it.” She cut him off flatly.

Evander's smile faltered, darkening as he stared at her. In the past, she only ever called him "Mr. Howard” for show, in front of others. Never in private. Never with this distance.

"What did you just call me?" "Mr. Howard," Charlotte replied, her tone perfectly calm. She met his eyes Chapter 4 and threw the question back at him, “Isn't that what you wanted?" A deep frown creased his forehead, as if he wanted to say something more. But just then, a nurse rushed over, breathless. "Dr. Sterling! There's a problem-the patient's family is arguing with Director Winthrop!" Before Charlotte could react, Evander was already gone, striding away without a backward glance.

Watching him rush off, worried for Tricia, Charlotte let out a wry, silent laugh.

Had he ever been that concerned for her? Outside the patient's room, a commotion had erupted between Tricia and a patient's family member; the reason was unclear. By the tCharlotte arrived, she could hear Tricia's distressed voice.

She edged through the crowd, just in tto see Evander stepping protectively in front of Tricia. He caught the patient's relative's hand as it was about to strike Tricia, shielding her as Tricia shrank into his arms, her face the picture of helplessness.

The family member, clearly intimidated by Evander's presence, stammered, "Who-who are you?" Evander pushed the man back, voice steady. "Is there a reason you have to settle this with your fists? Can't we talk it out?" "Ask her!" The man jabbed a finger at Tricia, voice tight with anger. "My son just cout of surgery clinging to life, and she walks in to check on makes a face like she can't stand to look at his wound. If she's mish, what's she doing being a doctor?" not true..." Tricia shook her head, eyes reddening as she turned to ander. "I just had something bad for breakfast and my stomach's upset. It had nothing to do with the patient." Evander nodded. "Lettake care of this." 213 20:14 Chapter

He turned to the man. "She's not feeling well, it wasn't intentional Tell cover your son's dover you what, hospital bill."

Hearing that, the angry father's bluster faded, embarrassment m replacing his anger. He mumbled something and stalked back to the room, letting the matter drop. "Unbelievable..." he muttered as he left.

"I'm so sorry, Evander," Tricia said, her eyes brimming with drag with gratitude" didn't mean to drag you into this.

What if you'd gotten hurt?" Evander offered her a reassuring smile. "You're alright, that's what matters." "Director Winthrop, is Mr. Howard your boyfriend?" one of the nurses teased, eyes bright with curiosity.

Tricia ducked her head, cheeks tinged pink. "No, it's not like that... Don't start rumors." "Oh, con, you two look perfect together!" someone else chimed in, and the others joined in with laughter and playful nudges.

Evander's gaze drifted over the crowd-and locked with Charlotte's across the hallway.

Her heart clenched in her chest, the bitterness almost suffocating.

Her own husband looked so right standing next to someone else.

She realized, in that moment, she didn't belong there at all.

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