Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 346

“He’s lying in there right now, and you’re talking about giving him his freedom?” Miranda let out a bitter laugh, her eyes red with emotion. “I just watched the accident footage. If Evander hadn’t jerked the wheel toward your side, the driver’s seat wouldn’t have taken the worst of it! When people are in danger, their instincts kick in to protect themselves. But he—he chose to protect you. Other than a parent, who else in this world would do something like that?”

“Charlotte, if you had a shred of a heart, you wouldn’t be saying such cold things at a time like this!”

Charlotte unconsciously clenched her fists.

Suddenly, the light above the emergency room switched from red to green.

As Director Hale and Dean Chase stepped out, Miranda rushed over, her voice tight with worry. “How’s my son?”

“Mrs. Howard, you can rest easy,” Dean Chase said kindly. “Fortunately, the glass didn’t reach any major arteries. The surgery went very well—he’ll just need some time to recover.”

Miranda finally let out a shaky breath of relief.

Jensen smiled and offered his congratulations. “Told you, Miranda. Evander’s always been blessed—he’d pull through.”

The rest of the Howard family filed in to visit Evander, but Charlotte remained in the hall.

In the end, she turned and walked away.

She stepped out of the hospital, and two figures hurried toward her through the parking lot.

“Lottie!”

She looked up as Wesley and Julian came into focus. Wesley stopped in front of her, concern etched across his face. “Are you alright?”

She shook her head and forced a hoarse reply. “I’m fine…”

“I heard you and Evander were in an accident. Did you—besides that cut on your forehead, are you hurt anywhere else?”

“Wesley, it’s just a scratch. Nothing serious.”

Hearing this, Wesley’s tense shoulders finally relaxed.

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