Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 231

“No idea which lucky boy snagged her in the first place, but honestly—how did it end in divorce?”

Mrs. Rivers sounded surprised, but she accepted the news quickly enough.

Charlotte was strikingly beautiful—vivid, charming, her skin radiant and pale, and she always seemed so well-mannered. Girls like her were always popular in their social circles; she was never short of admirers.

Before Charlotte could respond, Old Mr. Carstair chimed in, “It’s probably for the best. Shows the man didn’t know what he had.”

Mrs. Rivers nodded in agreement. “Young people get divorced all the time nowadays. It’s hardly shocking anymore. Honestly, Lottie, you deserve someone much better.”

Charlotte just smiled and lowered her gaze to her plate, quietly finishing her meal.

When dinner ended, Charlotte walked alongside Mrs. Rivers as she and Old Mr. Carstair escorted the couple to their car.

Judd followed a few paces behind, unhurried.

Once the Riverses had gone, Old Mr. Carstair turned to Charlotte. “Lottie, are you heading back to the hospital or somewhere else?”

“I’m going back to the hospital.”

“Perfect. You two can go together.”

Charlotte hesitated, caught off guard.

Old Mr. Carstair looked over at Judd. “Why don’t you give her a ride?”

Charlotte remembered what had happened in the office that day and wanted to avoid any awkwardness. “Professor, I can just call a cab—”

“That’s fine,” Judd replied before she could finish.

Charlotte almost thought she’d misheard him.

Old Mr. Carstair, satisfied, got into his car, and soon Mr. Lockwood, the driver, pulled away, leaving Charlotte and Judd alone on the curb.

Judd brought his car around. Charlotte didn’t want to treat him like some chauffeur, so she climbed into the passenger seat.

After she buckled her seatbelt, he spoke unexpectedly. “Don’t touch anything in my car.”

She instinctively raised her hands. “I haven’t touched a thing.”

“I’m just reminding you.”

“….”

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