Novels by Authoress Ize

Chapter forty five.Evelyn's POV."What's happening? Where's Alex?" I demanded, my voice rising in panic. Lucas whispered, "Evelyn, you need to calm down," but I shook my head fiercely."No, don't tell me to calm down. I need to know what's happening," I insisted. The doctor cleared his throat, hesitating before asking, "Are you his fiancée?" I nodded quickly, not caring about explanations – I just needed to know about Alex. The doctor glanced at Lucas, who gave a slight nod, before turning back to me. I swallowed hard, my heart racing with fear. The doctor's serious expression made my anxiety spike, and I braced myself for the worst."Miss Evelyn," the doctor began, but I cut him off, my patience worn thin. "Doctor, please, just tell me what's wrong with Alex." He nodded solemnly."You have to be strong," he said, his words hanging in the air like a threat. "Strong for what?" I pressed, my eyes darting to Lucas, who wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight."Evelyn, calm d

Chapter forty four.Evelyn’s POV."Alex!" My body crumpled, and I fell to my knees, my eyes fixed on him. My hands trembled as I reached out, barely grazing his form. "A...Alex," I whispered, my voice cracking.Ethan's voice cut through the haze, "Hands up!" I didn't respond, lost in the moment, my mind reeling."Hands up!" he barked again, his fingers wrapped tightly around the gun. I slowly raised my hands, a single tear rolling down my cheek."Say your last wish," he said, his voice cold. I nodded, taking a shaky breath. "Let me...," I began, but my voice faltered, swallowed by emotion. "Let me take Alex to the hospital, and then you can kill me," I pleaded.Ethan's response was a burst of maniacal laughter, the sound sending chills down my spin. "You think you can deceive me?" he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "Say your last wish," he barked again.But my attention was hijacked as my eyes widened, locking onto a figure behind him – Lucas. My heart skipped a beat as

Chapter forty three.Evelyn's POV. But as I opened it, my eyes locked onto Ethan's, and I froze, jar slipping from my grasp."Surprised, surprised, surprised," Ethan said, his voice dripping with amusement.I took a step back, swallowing hard. "Ethan, I can explain," I said, hands raised in a futile attempt to placate him.But he just shook his head, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "I'm not interested in anything," he said, advancing towards me.I let out a loud scream for help, but there was only silence. "Help!" I screamed again, and Ethan burst into laughter."Someone help, help, help," he mocked, his voice echoing through the hallway.I swallowed hard, my heart racing as sweat trickled down my face. Ethan closed in on me, his body trapping me against the wall as he placed his hands on either side of my head."Longest time, dearest wife," he sneered, his breath hot against my skin.I scoffed, defiance rising up. "I'm not your wife," I spat, but my words were met

Chapter two.Alex's POV.I tried to pull my hand away as she slept, but she gripped it tightly and whispered, "Don't go." A smile spread across my face."I'm not going anywhere," I said, gently kissing her hand. The gesture brought back memories. I recalled how Evelyn would always ask me to stay by her side when she was scared.I wondered how she could forget about our close bond so easily. We had been childhood friends from around six to eight years old, but then we moved away from the city.When we returned, she didn't remember me, but I recalled every detail about her – her smile, her laughter, and her fears. My eyes drifted to her, and I whispered, "Why does Jake have to be your father? We could've been happy by now, just you and me."I kissed her hand again, feeling a mix of emotions. With Ethan on the loose, her fear was justified. It was only a matter of time before he might target her again.I needed to take care of the Ethan situation and ensure I didn't lose the court cas

Chapter forty one.Evelyn's POV.The fork slipped from my hand, clattering to the plate. "You're joking, right?" I asked, disbelieving.Alex shook his head, his expression grim. He spoke briefly into the phone, "I'll call you back. Thanks for the information," before hanging up.I stood up, my mind reeling. "Ethan escaped from prison," Alex had said. The words echoed in my head, and I felt like I was in a daze.Alex called out to me, "Evelyn, Evelyn," but I wasn't listening. I was about to climb the stairs when he grabbed me, spinning me around aggressively. I turned to face him, but my brain was blank, and I couldn't read his expression."Talk to me, Evelyn," Alex said, but I just stared at him, trying to process the news. Ethan's escape meant I was in trouble, and I felt a wave of fear. I gasped.Alex called out to me again, but I didn't respond. He gently tapped my face, trying to snap me out of it. "Evelyn, listen to me," he said.That's when I reached out and hugged him tightl

Chapter forty.Evelyn's POV.The next day, Alex and I went to court, where I filed a notice to reopen the case. The reaction was one of surprise, with many assuming my father had ensured justice for the innocent. Little did they know, my hands were tied.Alex shadowed me everywhere, ensuring I didn't do anything unexpected. After we finished in court, we stepped outside, and I was surprised to see paparazzi waiting. My eyes narrowed at Alex, who simply smirked, and I clenched my fists."What’s the meaning of this?" I asked, annoyed. But he simply ignored my existence. Involving the paparazzi wasn’t necessary. Alex stepped closer, wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and whispered, "Smile."I adjusted my sunglasses, forced a smile, and Alex held my hand as the paparazzi swarmed us with questions. "Miss Evelyn, are you really defending Alex?" one of them asked. I ignored the question and pushed through the crowd.Another reporter asked, "You defended your ex-husband on murder charg