My Coldhearted Husband’s Regret

Veronica cut through Cook's hovering concern with quiet precision. "It's fine, Grandma. Sa and I can manage the trip back ourselves if Cullen has other commitments."

Cook's mouth opened to protest, but something in Veronica's tone made her pause.

Veronica had reached a point where forcing Cullen's participation felt pointless. The energy required to care about his presence or absence had simply evaporated from her system.

Cook read the situation completely wrong. In her mind, Veronica was being her usual selfless self, protecting Cullen from an awkward obligation. The older woman's heart twisted with a familiar mix of affection and exasperation as she watched her granddaughter-in-law maintain her gracious facade.

The decision settled into place without further discussion.

Breakfast concluded with Cook launching into animated conversation with Veronica while Cullen remained absorbed in his phone. When departure time arrived, Cook had assembled an impressive collection of gifts destined for her longtime friend Mary Murray.

Veronica found herself staring at bags filled with homemade preserves, imported teas, and carefully wrapped specialty items. Refusing Cook's generosity was impossible, so she accepted the entire haul with resigned grace.

Cullen emerged from whatever business had been occupying his attention as they prepared to leave. He and Cook flanked the car as Veronica loaded her belongings.

Sabrina launched herself at Cullen's legs with characteristic enthusiasm. "You're coming home tonight, right Dad?"

Cullen's hand settled on her dark curls with practiced tenderness. "Absolutely."

The exchange between the adults consisted entirely of polite silence.

Veronica waited for Sabrina to buckle herself in before offering Cook a warm wave through the driver's window. The car pulled away smoothly, leaving Cullen and Cook as motionless figures in her rearview mirror.

The Murray family estate welcomed them with its usual understated elegance. Mary and Poppy appeared on the front steps as Veronica maneuvered into the circular driveway.

Mary's eyebrows climbed toward her hairline when she spotted the overflowing trunk. "What on earth possessed you to bring half of Cook's household?"

"She insisted I deliver these personally."

The relationship between Mary and Cook had cooled considerably since Veronica's marriage to Cullen. Old friendships sometimes couldn't survive the complications that weddings brought to family dynamics.

Mary made a dismissive sound and let the subject drop.

Veronica noticed scaffolding and construction equipment scattered across the property directly opposite theirs. "Someone's moving into the Patterson place?"

"Looks that way. Work started about a week ago." Poppy hefted several bags while explaining. "The crew mentioned their employer wants to move in as soon as possible. They're pushing hard to finish everything quickly."

The neighborhood had maintained its character for decades. Most residents had watched each other's children grow up and celebrated milestone anniversaries together. Change came slowly to their quiet corner of the city.

Poppy continued her commentary as they walked toward the house. "Hopefully whoever moves in appreciates what we have here. Some of these new money types can be difficult neighbors."

Social harmony mattered in a place where everyone knew everyone else's business.

Once inside, Poppy produced a steaming bowl from the kitchen with obvious pride. "Bone broth, simmered since early morning. You look like you need proper nourishment. I made extra so you can take some home for later."

Veronica accepted the offering gratefully. "Thank you, Aunt Poppy. This smells incredible."

Phillip arrived just as dinner preparations reached their final stages. His workday had stretched longer than usual, leaving him looking slightly frazzled around the edges.

Guilt twisted in Veronica's stomach as she watched him settle into his chair. The recent business with Dario blocking Niall's job application had created a domino effect of professional consequences. Cullen's retaliation had cost Phillip a significant contract, and the responsibility for that chain of events rested squarely on her shoulders.

"Uncle Phillip, I need to apologize again for what happened with the DataPulse situation."

Phillip waved her words away with characteristic pragmatism. "Ancient history at this point. Besides, Murray Corporation wasn't in a position to handle that project successfully even with Lockett backing. The current market conditions would have made it a struggle regardless."

The conversation carried an undercurrent of caution. Mary remained unaware of Cullen's vindictive response to the Niall situation, and everyone intended to keep it that way. Learning that Cullen was actively working against the Murray family's interests would send Mary into a fury that nobody wanted to navigate.

Phillip caught sight of Mary approaching from the kitchen and gave Veronica a subtle shake of his head.

Veronica smoothly shifted topics, asking about Phillip's current projects and upcoming travel plans. The dangerous ground of family conflicts and business rivalries faded into safer territory.

Sabrina chattered about her latest school activities while Poppy fussed over everyone's plates. The familiar rhythm of family dinner settled around them, comfortable and warm despite the complicated undercurrents that nobody acknowledged directly.

Outside, construction noise from across the street provided a steady backdrop to their conversation. Change was coming to their quiet neighborhood whether they welcomed it or not.