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Chapter 73
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Regret 73 Hospital corridor.

Tricia deliberately sent Charlotte a photo of Evander spending twith the child, her tone unmistakably triumphant.

[Dr. Sterling, Evander's withand the little one right now. He's not coming over, so don't bother waiting for him.] Charlotte didn't reply.

Tricia didn't care to check again. As far as she was concerned, her plan had worked. At the very least, she had managed to keep Evander occupied.

The door to the patient's room opened, and Tricia turned to see Evander stepping out. She quickly slipped her phone away, putting on her brightest smile. "Evander, is Hans still asleep?" He nodded, indifferent. "Stay with him for now. I have things to do." Tricia's smile faltered.

As Evander turned to leave, she reached out and grabbed his arm. "Evander!" She knew exactly where he was headed, and panic crept in.

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In the six months since they'd returned to the country, she and Evander hadn't returned to what they once were. She still hadn't gotten what she wanted. How could she just give up and hand him over to someone else? Evander glanced back at her, frowning. "What is it?" "I'm just worried Hans will wake up and not see you..." Her voice trembled. "Why don't you stay until he wakes up?" She wanted to keep him close.

That was all.

Evander looked at her, his gaze deep and unreadable, as if weighing something beyond the surface. "I've told you before, I can't put Hans before everything else. I have my own life." "Do it for me, then!” Tricia clung to his hand, tears welling in her eyes. “Evander, I just want you to stay. Stay with me, please..." Seeing her on the verge of tears, Evander's heart twisted with conflicting emotions.

1/3 He did feel guilty toward Tricia.

Years ago, if his grandmother hadn't meddled and driven her away, Tricia wouldn't have ended up sold off by her parents, forced to marry another man, and left to raise Hans on her own.

He'd cherished Tricia for a decade. Because she'd been torn from him, her life had spiraled like this, and he regretted it deeply.

But...

Were these complicated feelings just guilt, or was there still slove left for her? "Evander, can't we go back to the way things were?" Tricia tightened her arms around him, desperate to revive their old happiness. "Back then, no matter what happened, you were always there for me. I can't lose you again." Evander stood stiffly in her embrace.

Once, this woman had been everything to him.

But now, when he tried to recall those sweet memories, he felt nothing. Only calm, empty silence inside.

After a moment, he gently removed her hands from his, his tone cool but not unkind. "Tricia, let's not dwell on the past anymore. I'll still help you and Hans-as a friend." Tricia stood frozen, watching as Evander walked away.

Her face was a storm of disbelief, disappointment, and stubborn resentment.

She'd known for a while that Evander's feelings for her had changed, but only now did she truly realize- It wasn't that his feelings had faded.

They'd simply moved on.

Tricia clenched her fists, her eyes burning with bitter anger.

Charlotte stayed at the Sterlings' huntil six in the evening. If Hiram hadn't been there watching over her, she doubted she could have lasted that long. Hiram walked her to the door.

Normally so talkative, tonight he was quiet and distracted.

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Standing in the garden, Charlotte turned to face him, assuming his mood was just collateral damage from the day's events. "I'm sorry, Hiram. It's your birthday, and because of me, you didn't get to enjoy it. Next year, I promise I'll make it up to you." "Charlie..." "Yeah?" Charlotte looked at him, puzzled.

There was something he wanted to ask, but the words wouldn't come. He swallowed them back.

Just outside the gate, a black Rolls Royce was parked. The license plate-DC 1111-was instantly familiar.

When Hiram saw the man stepping out of the car, there was no hint of joy on his face.

In the past, he would have run up, grinning, and called him'brother in law. Now, he just stood there, silent. Chapter 743