Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 526

Wesley was just leaving the villa when his phone rang. It was the hospital.

"Excuse me, are you a relative of Ms. Charlotte Sterling?"

A knot of anxiety tightened in Wesley's chest. "I am," he said, his brow furrowing. "What's wrong?"

Whatever the person on the other end said made his expression darken. He strode quickly toward the garage. "Alright, I'm on my way now."

At the hospital, a nurse in the emergency room finished wrapping Charlotte's hand in gauze and gave her a list of instructions.

Charlotte cradled her arm as she walked out, looking up to see Wesley rushing toward her. "Lottie!"

"Wesley?"

"Are you okay?" he asked, his expression a mixture of tension and seriousness. "What on earth happened? How did you get into an accident?"

Charlotte lowered her gaze, about to speak, when two traffic officers approached them.

"Excuse me, which one of you is Ms. Charlotte Sterling?"

"I am," Charlotte answered.

"Ms. Sterling, we're investigating the accident. We'd like to take your statement, if you're able."

She glanced at Wesley before nodding. "Of course."

As she followed the officers to the side, Wesley's brows drew together tightly. He pulled out his phone and called Julian, instructing him to investigate the details of Charlotte's accident.

After the officers finished their questions, they left. Charlotte walked back, her mind clearly elsewhere. Wesley put his phone away, his gaze falling on her injured hand.

Seeing his concern, she touched the bandage. "It's just a minor injury. But I wrecked the car."

"It's just a car. That doesn't matter. Your safety is what's most important."

At the family estate, Sean stared grimly at the screen, his anger mounting as he scrolled through the baseless accusations and vicious rumors. It was all nonsense.

"Sean, regardless of whether these comments are true, public opinion is already having a huge impact on the Rayburn family," Hulda said from the sofa, her tone deceptively calm. "If you don't provide a reasonable explanation to the media and the deceased's family, it will be very difficult to quell the public's anger."

Nearby, Kate exchanged a look with Hulda, a flicker of triumph in her eyes. This scandal was the perfect opportunity to get back at Sean for her own daughter's sake. She would show the old man who the real disgrace to the Rayburn family was.

Sean turned, a cold sneer on his face. "What a joke. My daughter didn't hit anyone. Why should we have to explain anything? A man's death is a serious matter, I'll grant you that. But you can't just blame an innocent person because of an unfortunate tragedy."

He didn't care what these people were plotting, but his daughter's reputation was on the line, and he refused to stand by and do nothing.

Hulda turned to Mr. Rayburn, who remained silent. With a regretful sigh, she said, "Sean, you've misunderstood me. Of course, I'm not blaming Lottie. It's just that this has happened, and now we need to find a solution, don't we?"

Sean said nothing, his face a thunderous mask.

As the others waited for Mr. Rayburn to speak, Caleb walked in from the hall, his steps unhurried.