Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 557

After the movie ended, Charlotte and Evander walked out of the theater. He had his suit jacket draped over his arm and was carrying her purse, having completely shed his usual commanding presence.

To any onlooker, he was the very picture of a model boyfriend.

As they moved from the dim hallway into the bright lobby, Charlotte paused and turned to him, a strand of hair gently falling over her shoulder. “I thought you didn't like comedies?”

She knew for a fact that Evander never watched films like this.

Evander froze for a second, his fingers unconsciously tracing the strap of her purse. “I’ve started watching them recently.”

Charlotte said nothing more.

As they reached the main hall, she seemed to remember something and stopped. “By the way, Judd told me about Finnick Vinterberg’s assassination.”

Evander’s throat tightened, his voice dropping a notch. “Right. That was last week.”

The mention of Judd’s name was an unwelcome intrusion, but he couldn't let it show.

“Could you…” Charlotte, oblivious to his subtle shift in mood, hesitated for a few seconds. “Could you have someone keep an eye out for Norene’s whereabouts?”

Evander met her gaze, and any other thought vanished. “Of course.”

Charlotte was surprised he agreed so readily, without a moment’s hesitation. Feigning composure, she glanced around, her eyes landing on a dessert shop nearby. “The mille-crêpe cake at that place looks good. Want to try it?”

A faint smile touched Evander’s lips. “Whatever you want.”

Originally, he was supposed to follow the plan Lilith had laid out, but… following her lead felt much better.

They entered the dessert shop, and a window seat had just become available. As soon as Charlotte sat down, Evander waved over a waiter. “An iced Americano and a hot oolong latte, light on the sugar.”

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