Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 126

“Tricia, are you... are you upset? I’m sorry, I just hate seeing you treated like this, that’s all…”

Genevieve realized she’d said too much. Worried her words might’ve hurt Tricia, she hurried to apologize.

Tricia forced a smile. “It’s fine, I get it. After all, Evander and I have been separated for six years now…”

“So what if it’s been six years? Some people break up and still get back together! Tricia, don’t give up—you have to fight for it. I’m still hoping you’ll end up as my sister-in-law!”

“Alright,” Tricia replied.

As soon as she hung up, her smile vanished.

She turned and walked toward the man standing by the window. “Charlotte broke things off with Evander, but it looks like he’s not willing to let go. So—are you still holding up your end of our deal?”

The man took his time adjusting his suit jacket. “Of course,” he replied smoothly. Then he turned, fixing his gaze on her, and, unexpectedly, pinched her cheek. “But on one condition—don’t lay a finger on Charlotte again.”

Tricia’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she smiled up at him. “Understood.”

The moment he left, every trace of amusement drained from Tricia’s face.

Everyone, one after another, only has eyes for Charlotte, don’t they?

She stared at the half-empty glass of red wine on the table, let out a dry laugh, and thought, I can’t wait to see Charlotte’s face when she finally learns the truth. How disappointed will she be then…?

…

The old manor.

Charlotte spent the morning with the old lady, copying verses from classic poetry, all the way up until noon.

She’d often heard the old matriarch say that copying poetry brought peace of mind, sharpened focus, and strengthened willpower. Letting your thoughts settle into the steady rhythm of the words, she’d say, purified the heart, cleared away distractions, and brought a rare calm.

Charlotte herself didn’t have much faith in such rituals or any deep beliefs in religion, but compared to the rest of the Howard family, she was at least willing to go along.

She slipped out of the room and closed the door softly behind her.

Down the hallway, Evander was approaching with Linette, the housekeeper. Linette led the way, with Evander following at a leisurely pace.

Linette caught sight of Charlotte and nodded politely. “Mrs. Howard, you’re finished?”

Charlotte met Evander’s gaze, then looked away as if nothing was out of the ordinary. “Grandma’s going to rest now, so I thought I’d leave her in peace.”

As soon as Linette heard this, she went in to light some calming incense for the old lady.

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