Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 267

She stiffened for a second, then turned to look at Natalie.

Natalie glanced at Judd, then walked over to her. “Weren’t you looking for the restroom? Mr. Howard asked me to come find you.”

Charlotte nodded, not forgetting to say goodbye to Judd.

Judd watched them walk away, deep in thought.

Just then, a man exited the men’s restroom and stopped beside him. “Sir,” he called.

Judd snapped out of his thoughts and turned. “Let’s go.”

…

Charlotte and Natalie made their way to the parking lot, where Evander was already waiting in the car.

As soon as she got in, the man beside her suddenly leaned over, his presence overwhelming—like a mountain pressing down, leaving her nearly breathless. Suddenly, she felt a cool touch at her neck.

A cold ruby necklace rested against her pale skin.

A smile played in his eyes. “I told you this color suits you.”

She asked, “When can I have my phone back?”

Evander’s smile faded a little as his fingers traced her collarbone. “Your phone’s old. I’ll get you a new one.”

“I’m fine with the one I have.”

She brushed his hand away, but he gently caught hers. “Charlotte, don’t push me away.”

The feelings she’d tried so hard to bury suddenly churned inside her. Hadn’t she been rejected enough already?

She managed to slip her hand free. “Whenever Tricia wanted something, you gave it to her. So you just assume all women want jewelry and designer labels, that we all crave a lavish life, and move on to the next shiny thing when we’re bored, right?”

Evander suddenly froze. “That’s not what I meant.”

“I told you, my old phone works just fine. I don’t need a new one. Evander, if you’re really trying to make things right, you shouldn’t force things on me I don’t even want.”

She turned away to look out the window, ignoring his reaction.

The front seat was silent, and the car filled with a heavy quiet.

She half-expected him to snap at her ingratitude, but instead, he surprised her. “Alright. Then tell me what you do like.”

Charlotte was caught off guard, her head still turned away. “Give me my phone.”

He didn’t agree, but he didn’t refuse either.

After a while, he finally brought her phone closer. Her eyes lit up and she reached for it, but he pulled it back just as quickly.

Charlotte tugged at his arm. “Give it!”

Evander leaned back, and she ended up half-sprawled on top of him.

He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her gently against him. “Give you what?”

Realizing what he was after, she tried to pull away. “The phone.”

“Kiss me, and I’ll give it to you.”

“…”

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