Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 710

"Every surgery carries risks. If we try and fail, that's one thing. But not trying and letting him die is another matter entirely. Second Aunt, you didn't even consider it and were ready to give up. He is your husband."

Charlotte walked over slowly.

"What business is it of yours to meddle!" Ilse was beside herself, pointing at them. "Oh, I see. It must be you! You and the Pembrokes planned all this!"

"Enough." Evander lost patience. "You can explain all that to my uncle after he wakes up."

As he finished speaking, he instructed his bodyguards, "Escort Second Madam and Miss Genevieve back to their residence. Before Uncle wakes up, they are not to leave the house."

"Evander, you have no right to interfere in our affairs!"

Evander's gaze swept over her calmly. "If you'd prefer to take a trip to the police station, I don't mind having them get involved."

"The car accident had nothing to do with us!"

"What about Easter's death?"

At the mention of Easter's name, Genevieve's body trembled violently.

Ilse's knuckles turned white as she clutched her fingers, glaring at Evander. "She committed suicide!"

He smiled faintly. "Then who instructed those thugs to assault her? I might not have proof, but do you think Jonathan Pembroke doesn't?"

At this, mother and daughter fell silent.

Evander didn't bother looking at their pale, defeated faces again. He signaled the bodyguards.

The bodyguard made a 'please' gesture to Ilse, and then several people led the stiff, terrified mother and daughter away from the hospital.

Charlotte lowered her eyes. If she hadn't seen it herself, she wouldn't have believed Ilse could be so cold-blooded.

Like mother, like daughter. The way Genevieve had ended up, costing a life, was largely fueled by Ilse.

"Evander."

Jacques Howard arrived with his secretary, slightly out of breath. "How is your uncle?"

"Pulmonary embolism. He needs surgery."

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