Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 112

Evander's face darkened the instant he saw Charlotte's reaction. He yanked her back toward him. "Charlotte, what's that supposed to mean?"

Her whole body trembled in his grip, lips pale as she whispered, "I don't feel well."

He stared straight through her, his gaze growing colder. "Is it really that you're unwell, or is it just that you don't want to?"

He couldn't quite remember when it started, but lately, she shrank away from even the slightest touch.

At first, he'd chalked it up to a passing mood. But now, it was clearly more than that.

Charlotte looked at him with hollow eyes, as empty as a marionette. "Evander, I'm a person. I have flesh, blood, and feelings. I'm not just here for your convenience!"

"You don't love me. And now that Tricia's back, you don't have to force yourself to be with me anymore, do you?"

Evander seemed to understand what she was getting at, but he dodged the question. His hand gripped the back of her head, drawing her closer. "So that's it. You don't want to?"

She drew a shaky breath, turning her face away. "No. I don't."

A cold smile flickered across his lips. "You will."

Without another word, Evander grabbed his coat from the end of the bed and left.

The door swung shut behind him, sealing Charlotte in a silence so absolute it rang in her ears.

…

The next morning, Charlotte was jolted awake by the shrill ring of her phone.

She barely managed to answer before Xavier's furious voice blasted through the speaker. "Charlotte, what the hell did you do? Why is Evander refusing to let us see Hiram?"

Charlotte snapped fully awake, sitting up in bed. "What did you say?"

"We went to the hospital to see Hiram," Xavier fumed. "Security wouldn't let us in. Said it was Evander's orders! He let Hiram stay in his hospital, but now suddenly we're barred from visiting? What did you do to piss him off this time?"

"You know how bad Hiram's condition is. Can't you just swallow your pride for his sake?"

"It's because of you he ended up like this! Are you really going to just stand by and watch Hiram spend the rest of his life trapped in that hospital bed?"

Every word stabbed at her heart. Before Charlotte could even begin to explain, Xavier hung up on her.

She sat motionless, numb, as if she'd punched a pillow with all her strength and felt nothing in return.

Meanwhile, Natalie was driving toward Howard Enterprises, glancing in the rearview mirror at the elegantly distant man in the back seat. "Conrad's been meeting with a lot of people lately. But the day before the incident, someone went to the police station to see him."

Evander didn't look up. "Have you found out who?"

Natalie nodded. "Yes, it was Mrs. Fontaine's driver. And…"

She hesitated, unsure if she should go on.

Evander frowned. "Speak."

"Mrs. Fontaine's been spending quite a bit of time with Miss Sterling recently…" Natalie shot him a cautious look.

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