Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 387

Evander hadn’t slept a wink all night. Faint shadows lingered beneath his eyes.

Charlotte kept her head down, quietly eating her breakfast without asking a single question. Jacques, on the other hand, seemed to notice Evander’s pallor. “Not feeling well?”

His voice was hoarse. “I’m fine.”

Jacques glanced at Charlotte, but before he could say anything, she spoke up. “Dad, I need to stop by the hospital today.”

He pondered for half a minute, then finally nodded. “Alright, go ahead.”

Charlotte gave a slight nod. “Thanks for understanding, Dad.”

Evander looked at her. “I’ll drive you.”

She instinctively wanted to refuse, but Jacques, still calmly slicing his steak, raised an eyebrow. “If you’re worried, have Holden take her.”

“I wouldn’t trust anyone else.”

Charlotte leaned in, lowering her voice. “Really, you don’t have to—”

“I’m headed to the hospital anyway. Might as well give you a lift.”

She fell silent, exasperated.

He’d never been the clingy type before…

After breakfast, Charlotte left the hotel, Evander trailing after her with unhurried steps.

The bodyguard pulled up with the car and opened the door for them.

They got in, and almost immediately, Charlotte’s phone rang.

It was Vera.

She answered, but before she could speak, Vera’s frantic voice spilled through the line, “Charlotte, it’s Hiram Sterling—he’s on the roof!”

Charlotte’s mind went blank with shock.

Evander caught her stricken expression. “What’s wrong?”

She lowered her phone, her voice hollow. “Take me to the hospital. Now. Something’s happened…”

…

Up on the rooftop, Hiram clung to the railing, his whole body trembling. From that dizzying height, the people below looked as tiny and insignificant as ants.

Evander reached for her arm. “Be careful.”

She gave him a faint look, then started up the fire escape to the roof.

“Hiram!” Charlotte shouted.

He turned slowly, but she didn’t dare go any closer, afraid she’d spook him. “It’s dangerous over there. Please, come here. Whatever’s bothering you, just tell me—I’ll help you through it, I promise!”

Charlotte’s voice trembled. The situation was teetering on the edge of disaster.

He was all the family she had left.

She couldn’t save Xavier or their mother, Rachel, but at least she could try for him.

Her eyes filled with tears. “Hiram, please. Come here. I’m scared…”

Hiram’s knuckles whitened on the railing. His eyes were rimmed red, hollow with despair. His voice rasped, “Don’t lie to me…”

Charlotte froze. “Hiram… you— You can talk?”