Novel1Chapter 115 Oh Evangeline, what's becof you? You are the Foster family's darling girl! How did you end up in such a mess?" Tears traced paths down her cheeks, dripping off her chin and soaking her thighs. Evangeline could not keep up with them, eventually stopping trying and letting the tears fall freely. A phrase she had once scrolled past online flashed through her mind.
obe "If being with someone doesn't make you happy, then maybe that relationship was never meant to Evangeline knew deep down, even if she could not face it: Marrying Walter, against her grandfather and uncles' advice, was a colossal mistake.
Out of nowhere, the click of a key in the lock snapped her back to reality.
The door-swung open, and there was Walter, slipping a tube of white cream into his pocket as he walked 1. in.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe could not stand the sight of him, the guy who had brought her nothing but grief. She turne staring out the window instead.
Walter, cool as ever, just moved to stand in front of the window, blocking her view. He had that kind of look that could turn heads- sharp eyes, sculpted brows, lips that barely parted. His white shirt, thin and crisp, looked like it was made just for him. Bathed in backlight, he seemed like skind of angelic figure.
e even For a split second, Evangeline felt a weird sense of hope. She shook it off, however. How could she think for a moment that Walter was her savior? After all, he was the source of nearly all her troubles. She knew she needed to get away from this nightmare to find her peace.
Then, in a heartbeat, Walter stood there, arms folded, gazing at her with those intense eyes.
"Still hurting?" he asked.
His concern caught her off-guard. Evangeline was not buying it, however. They had been through too much, and the wounds from their last encounter had not even healed before new ones were added.
Her legs hurt so much she could not even think about leaving the bed. She looked away, refusing to meet Walter's eyes.
She thought her silence would be answer enough for Walter.
In a swift move that caught her completely off guard, Walter's large hand swept through the air, and he scooped her up, carrying her into the restroom before she could even blink.
In the mirror, Evangeline's small frwas held close by Walter. The still mirror world showed no signs of their previous arguments or confrontations, just a striking couple in a scene that was surprisingly harmonious, even intimate. The thought made Evangeline snicker.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChapter 115 +25 BONUS Her and Walter? As if.
She blinked her pretty eyes, taking in Walter's reflection.
"What's the big idea, Mr. Walter Gordon? Are you saying last night ayer you, wasn't wild enough for you, and now you're looking for a daytbathroom encore?"
Walter's eyes darkened, and he let out a sly chuckle. "I like the way you think. If you're up fox it why not?" He sat her down on the edge of the sink and pulled his hand back, reaching toward her legs.
Walter was a man of his word, and Evangeline, mistaking his intentm thought he was about to unleash his lust on her once more. She shoved him hard. "Get off me, Walter! You're nothing but a brute!" Today's Bonus Offer
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