Charlotte remained silent for so long that Evander thought she wasn’t going to answer. Then, she finally spoke. “You… you don’t have to apologize. It’s my fault.”
He watched her, his gaze flickering.
“You asked me why I agreed to the marriage that day. Honestly, I don’t really know. Maybe it was just an impulse,” Charlotte said, slowly lifting her head to meet his deep, dark eyes. “But deep down, I know that from the moment I agreed to give you a chance, I had already let go of the past.”
“I just… I suddenly didn’t know how to convince myself. You were the one who hurt me, but after the incident on the yacht in Riverspire City, I didn’t hate you as much anymore. In fact, there was even a small place for you in my heart—”
Before she could finish, his warmth enveloped her.
He pulled her into his arms, burying his face in the crook of her neck. “That’s enough,” he whispered.
Charlotte stood frozen.
Evander held her tighter. Even if it was just a small place, for him, it was more than enough.
“I didn’t mean to question you. Back then, I just…” Evander’s voice grew quieter. “I suddenly lost confidence in myself.”
“Oh,” Charlotte murmured. “That’s why I don’t argue with drunks.”
He let out a muffled laugh. “I won’t drink like that again.”
“…It’s not like I’m telling you what to do.”
He released her. “But you have the right to.”
Charlotte quickly walked to the door, then paused and turned back to him. “Evander.”
He was still standing in the same spot. “Yes?” he murmured.
“When all of this is over, I’ll come to you.”
She hurried inside.
Evander watched her disappear into the entryway, a genuine smile slowly spreading across his lips.
When Charlotte entered the living room, she saw Sean sitting there, a look of relief on his face. She guessed Evander had already told him about her brother, and it had clearly eased his mind.
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