Chapter 165 The thought that Walter was hurt because of her sent a pan rough her heart that she just could not shake off.
Walter's eyes fluttered open on the hospital bed, and he spotted Aria keeping vigil by his side. He parted his lips to speak but then thought better of it, his hand shaking as he reached for the water glass on the nightstand. Was he parched? Evangeline caught on and, tossing aside any concern for her own belated entrance, burst through the door and hurried to Walter's side.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust as her fingers grazed the glass, Aria, who had only been dozing, snapped awake.
Spotting Evangeline behind her and seeing Walter's hand hanging in the air, Aria instantly grasped the situation. She snatched the glass before Evangeline could and placed it firmly in Walter's grasp. "You finally show up, huh? Ssavior you are," said Aria, her voice dripping with scorn.
Her son had been coddled from birth, yet here he was, hurt because of Evangeline. She had not even had the decency to check on him. Heartless! What did it matter if Evangeline was the cherished princess of the Foster family? A daughter-in-law with such a grand reputation, and yet Aria could not count on her. In the end, it was her own son who paid the price.
"I'm sorry," was all Evangeline could muster, No matter the circumstances, Walter had been injured trying to save her, and she had indeed arrived too late.
Aria scoffed, "My son nearly died for you, faced surgery all by himself, and you think I'm sorry' cuts it?" She had one rule for picking a daughter-in-law: She must cherish her son.
Evangeline, once barely passable with her act of sweetness and smarts, did not even bother with the facade. This was just unacceptable! She was done with it. If those two wanted a divorce, so be it. She refused to believe 146 RATUS that the Gordon family, with their massive empire, could not make it without Evangeline.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEvangeline's face went ghostly white as Aria bore down on She tried to smile, her mouth opening and closing without a sound, clueless about what to do except maybe to just walk away. However, she could not bring herself to leave Walter, not when he was lying there in the hospital bed.
Just then, Walter, feeling a bit better after sipping swater, finally spoke up," Mom, it's late. David is here with me, so I'm okay. You should really head hand get srest." Evangeline and Aria had never gotten along.
He would not admit that he was trying to protect Evangeline from Aria's accusations. That was not why he wanted his mother to leave.
He just could not stand the thought of his mother, at her age, losing sleep over him.