Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 603

Loretta stumbled backward, bumping into a counter behind her. A few boxes of medicine tumbled onto the surface, along with expensive watches and jewelry. Startled, she turned to clean up the mess. As she picked up the pillboxes, she saw they were covered in some Southeast Asian script she couldn't read. She quickly snapped a photo with her phone just as she heard Wang's voice from outside the bedroom door.

Panicked, Loretta hastily tidied up and fled the walk-in closet. She had just reached the bedroom door when it was pushed open. With no other choice, she ducked into the attached bathroom.

"Mr. Shane, Miss Loretta did say she was here to borrow books, but I can't seem to find her now."

"You may go downstairs."

"Very well."

Loretta pressed herself against the bathroom door, her face pale and her hands clasped tightly together. This was bad. Uncle Shane was back. What was she going to do?

"Loretta, you can stop hiding. I saw you."

Her body went rigid. As she hesitated, his voice came again. "If you don't come out now, I won't be so pleasant."

Taking a deep breath, she crept out of the bathroom, unable to meet his eyes. "U-Uncle Shane… I'm sorry. I didn't mean to come into your room. I was just curious!"

Shane walked toward her. "What did you see?"

"I… I…" Loretta bit her lip, looking down and squeezing her eyes shut. "I promise I won't tell anyone you're a cross-dresser!"

Shane paused, and after a moment, his tone softened slightly. "Don't let this happen again."

"You're not going to scold me?" Loretta asked, stunned.

"Why would I scold you?" Shane reached out and ruffled her hair. "As long as… you don't resent me for it in the future."

A wave of guilt washed over Loretta. "Why would I ever resent you, Uncle Shane? I never will."

She shook her head. "Uncle Shane didn't scold me, it's just…" She didn't dare mention what she saw in the closet; she knew it was his secret to keep. She had to be discreet. But… "I think Uncle Shane is sick. He's taking a lot of medicine."

"Sick?" Charlotte frowned. "What kind of medicine is he taking?"

"I don't know. I think the writing is from Southeast Asia?" Loretta pulled out her phone and searched for the picture she'd taken, but the text was all in a foreign script. She couldn't make sense of it. "Charlotte, do you know what this medicine is?"

Charlotte looked at the image. It was clearly an imported drug not sold in the country. Her search only brought up similar packaging, but nothing identical. But maybe one person would know…

That evening, at Midvale Estates, Charlotte sent the picture to Evander and waited for his reply. Just then, a knock came at the door. She put down her phone and went to open it. Seeing Wesley, she leaned against the doorframe. "Wesley, you're still up?"

He nodded, remaining silent for a long moment before saying, "Hulda killed herself."

Charlotte's faint smile vanished, replaced by a look of shock.