Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 353

Charlotte and Wesley stepped into the master bedroom. One of the housekeepers approached and said, “Sir, madam fell asleep again not long after finishing her soup.”

Wesley glanced back at Charlotte, who quietly walked over to the bed and gently tucked the covers around the sleeping woman.

So her real mother hadn’t abandoned her after all…

The thought made her eyes sting with tears. She blinked, trying to hold them back.

“Sir, is she—”

“She’s your true young lady,” Wesley interrupted softly.

A flicker of surprise crossed the housekeeper’s face, but it faded quickly, replaced by a ready smile.

True or not, it didn’t really matter. None of the staff liked Loretta anyway.

Once the housekeeper left, Wesley spoke. “Why did you agree to let her stay?”

Charlotte frowned. “She looked so shocked when she saw me. It was as if I wasn’t supposed to show up at all.”

“You think she had something to do with the accident?”

She shook her head. “I don’t know. That’s why I let her stay—for now. It’ll be easier to watch her.”

Wesley placed his hand gently on her head. “I’ll keep an eye on things for you.”

Charlotte smiled. “Thanks, Wes.”

When Charlotte headed downstairs, she found Loretta waiting at the bottom of the staircase, trying to sound friendly. “Lottie, I’m really sorry about last time. I misunderstood you, okay? Can we let it go?”

Charlotte met her eyes and smiled coolly. “No.”

“What—? I just apologized to you!”

“And you think I have to accept it just because you said sorry?”

Without waiting for a reply, Charlotte brushed past her.

Loretta’s hands clenched at her sides, her voice dropping to a bitter hiss. “Why couldn’t you just die…”

“What was that?”

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