Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 449

Vickie clenched her phone, her mind racing with bitterness and resentment. An idea began to form. She remembered Mrs. Carstairs's former driver—the one she had hired to help Tricia frame Charlotte. He had been fired after the incident, but he had kept his mouth shut because she had paid him well. By now, that money was probably long gone. A grim smile spread across her face.

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The next day at lunch, Charlotte and Vera noticed that everyone in the cafeteria seemed to be staring at them.

"Are they looking at us?" Vera whispered.

Charlotte stirred her rice with her fork and shrugged. "Looks like it. Let's just eat."

"Is it true? Is Dr. Sterling really married?" a voice from a nearby table drifted over.

Charlotte's hand froze.

"Yeah, and she's having an affair with Dr. Carstairs. Does her husband know?"

"Who knows? Maybe she gets a thrill out of cheating."

"Hey, you—" Vera started to get up, but Charlotte pulled her back down. Vera shot a glare at the gossiping nurses and sat back down. "They don't know anything! They just love to talk."

"Don't bother," Charlotte said, pausing for a beat before adding with a small smile, "People who gossip behind your back don't need to use their brains."

Vera snorted with laughter.

"How can I respond if you don't tell me what you're talking about?" Charlotte said, her eyes fixed on the woman's face. "You need evidence for any accusation. The fact that you can't even name the incident makes me think someone put you up to this." The woman's flustered reaction confirmed her suspicions. The incident had happened a while ago; it was no coincidence that she was here making a scene today.

As expected, the woman dodged the question. "Stop twisting my words! My husband was fired because of you and Mr. Carstairs! You're a married woman, yet you have no shame, no decency! You're a disgrace to all women!"

*No decency? When a married man is carrying on with his old flame, does anyone ever question his morals?*

A bitter laugh escaped Charlotte's lips. "Your husband's termination has nothing to do with me. In fact, if it weren't for him and Tricia, I might not have nearly lost the use of my hand. I should have pressed charges against him for conspiracy. And yes, I have a husband. But even if we get a divorce, my relationship with Professor Carstairs…" she paused for a second, then continued, her face a mask of composure, "will only ever be a friendship."

Just then, Gentry and Judd arrived, just in time for Judd to hear her last words.