Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 2

Rosemary stared at her for a moment, locking eyes. "That's not what you said when we first made our agreement," she said quietly. "What's the matter—having second thoughts?"

She was. She regretted it all.

Charlotte lowered her gaze, fighting the sting behind her eyes. "I'm sorry I let you down."

Rosemary closed her eyes with a weary sigh. "Well, so be it. If you want a divorce, have it. I gave you your chance. If you can't make Evander fall in love with you, then the Howard family owes you nothing."

A heavy ache settled in Charlotte's chest. She forced a hollow laugh. "Thank you."

…

Back at Tranquility Manor.

Charlotte ran into Tricia and her son in the foyer—along with Evander himself.

They must have come back together, riding in Evander's car.

For a heartbeat, Charlotte froze.

Tricia's surprise was obvious as she turned to her. "Dr. Sterling? You live here at Tranquility Manor too?"

Almost reflexively, Charlotte glanced at Evander.

He didn't even spare her a glance, his indifference sharper than any insult.

The more composed he acted, the deeper it cut.

Tranquility Manor was a luxury residence in the heart of the city, one of the Howard family's properties. Evander had given her this apartment as compensation, or so he'd said.

She'd accepted because it was close to the hospital.

But she'd never expected Evander to move Tricia and her son in as well.

He really couldn't wait, could he…

"Quite the coincidence," Charlotte managed, steadying her voice. She was about to head upstairs when Tricia spoke up again.

"Dr. Sterling, I heard you're married. How come we haven't met your husband?" Tricia asked, almost innocently.

Charlotte's steps faltered.

My husband?

Her eyes flicked to Evander.

A shadow crossed Evander's face.

Charlotte almost laughed. Was he that terrified Tricia might discover the truth about them?

She answered coolly, "I don't have a husband."

For a fleeting moment, something unreadable flickered in Evander's always-calm eyes.

"No husband? But aren't you married, Dr. Sterling?" Tricia kept her pleasant smile.

Married…

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