Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 154

Evander’s expression darkened. He reached out, trapping her between his chest and the hood of the car. “You really want a divorce that badly?”

She tilted her head up to meet his gaze. “Yes.”

He stared at her, eyes so intense it felt as if he could see right through her.

A chill ran down Charlotte’s spine. She couldn’t stand the way he was looking at her and turned away, frowning. “Think it through before you contact me again.”

She brushed his arm aside and had barely taken two steps when his low voice sounded behind her. “You want a divorce—because of Jonathan?”

Charlotte froze. For a fleeting moment, her face fell, but she quickly composed herself. “What difference does it make, whether it’s because of him or not?”

“He lied to you, used you, and you still trust him?”

Charlotte said nothing.

Evander closed the distance between them, his voice soft but unyielding. “He’s not really trying to help you. You should think carefully before divorcing me for a man like that.”

Her hands, hanging at her sides, clenched into fists, then relaxed.

She turned to face him, her voice steady. “Do you honestly believe Jonathan is the reason I want a divorce?”

He frowned.

“And even if he is just using me, he’s still better than you ever were.”

“Charlotte.” His eyes flashed coldly as he grabbed her arm. “How long are you going to keep this up?”

Charlotte yanked her arm free. “You’d do well to stop chasing me, Mr. Howard.”

Without another word, she strode toward the house, never looking back.

Upstairs, behind the bedroom curtains, Rachel watched the entire scene unfold.

When Charlotte came inside and started up the stairs, she nearly bumped into her mother.

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