Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 444

Charlotte stopped and turned to face him. His expression was as calm and unreadable as ever. She was about to speak when Mrs. Lennox appeared at the end of the hallway. "Mr. Howard, Mrs. Howard, what are you two doing up here?"

Before Charlotte could answer, Evander said smoothly, "My wife was in the restroom for a while. I was just worried she might have gotten lost."

Mrs. Lennox chuckled. "Mr. Howard, you're quite the joker. Our house isn't that big. But it's lovely to see a husband so concerned for his wife."

He glanced at Charlotte with a fond smile. "Indeed."

Charlotte shot him a glare and walked over to Mrs. Lennox. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"Not at all. It's good to see a young couple so in tune with each other."

Charlotte just smiled and said nothing.

They went downstairs for dinner. Chairman Lennox called for a bottle of his finest wine.

Charlotte glanced at Evander. "With your health, are you sure you won't pass out after two glasses?"

Evander looked back at her.

Chairman Lennox froze, then slapped his forehead. "I completely forgot about your situation, Mr. Howard. Thank you for the reminder, Mrs. Howard. No wine, then. We'll have tea instead."

A barely perceptible tightness formed in Evander's lips. "It's fine," he said calmly. "I can have a small glass with you, Chairman Lennox."

The Chairman, who had been worried about his hospitality, relaxed completely. The conversation flowed easily after that.

Mrs. Lennox served Charlotte some food. "I'm sure Mr. Howard knows his limits," she said with a smile. "You don't need to worry so much."

"I'm not worried…"

"Evander, let me go!" she demanded, snapping back to her senses.

"Why did you come back?" he asked, his eyes fixed on hers, as if she were the only thing in the world.

"If you dropped dead on your way home, the police would come looking for me!" she said hotly.

Charlotte was stunned. She turned her head away. "Easy for you to say. Your mother would probably try to have me buried with you."

"I don't need a wife to be buried with," he said, leaning a fraction closer. "I just want a living one."