Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 383

Charlotte hadn’t been back to the hospital in a while, so when she stepped onto her floor, the head nurse and the three nurses on duty all looked surprised.

“Dr. Sterling, you’re back?”

She nodded and managed a small smile. “Is Professor Carstairs in today?”

One of the nurses replied, “Dr. Carstairs and Dr. Moore stepped out, but Dr. Lennox is here.”

Thanking her, Charlotte made her way to the office to find Noreen. Noreen was completely absorbed, scribbling a prescription for a patient, and didn’t even notice Charlotte had entered—so Charlotte cleared her throat softly.

Noreen looked up, startled at first, then leaned back in her chair with a smirk. “Well, look who finally decided to show up. Took your time, didn’t you?”

Charlotte gave a sheepish grin. “I really couldn’t get away. I’ve been trying to make it back here.”

Noreen teased, “Honestly, I was starting to think you and your almost-ex were calling off the divorce and saying goodbye to Riverspire City for good!”

Charlotte shot back immediately, “Who said that? I have no intention of leaving Riverspire.”

Noreen stood and crossed the room to her. “Alright, enough about that. Vera’s already filled you in about your brother, hasn’t she? Come on, I’ll take you to his room.”

Together they left the office.

“How’s he doing?” Charlotte asked as they walked.

“He’s shaken up, emotionally all over the place. Vera says he’s been really withdrawn these past few days,” Noreen replied, glancing back at her. “Gentry called the police, and they questioned Tricia. Apparently, she even had to go down to the station to give a statement. She outright denied everything, though, and she’s got witnesses and security footage to back her up!”

Charlotte’s lips pressed into a thin line. She wasn’t surprised by Tricia’s lies. Her voice was quiet. “She’s always had people covering for her. No wonder she acts so untouchable.”

They reached the medical ward, and Noreen stopped outside Hiram’s room.

Peering through the observation window, Charlotte saw him sitting in a wheelchair, his back to the door, staring out at the city through the window.

After all these years as siblings in everything but blood, seeing him so alone tugged at her heart.

To her, Hiram was as close as a real little brother could ever be.

She pushed open the door and walked toward him.

Hearing footsteps, Hiram turned his head. For a moment, his expression was vacant, but then something flickered in his eyes.

Just then, the doorbell rang; Vera assumed it was her food delivery.

She got up to answer it, but as she opened the door and saw two men in black standing outside, her face froze.

…

Charlotte took a cab straight to the Gardenia Apartments, heading straight for the elevators.

She rode up to Vera’s floor, and as soon as the doors slid open, she strode to the apartment, punched in the code, and swung the door wide.

“Vera?” she called out.

The apartment was completely silent. Not a soul in sight.