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What The Parkers Really Want

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Evelyn

"They're accelerating the timeline." Damien noted.

"Yes."

"The earlier case went their way, the public pressure has cooled around Adrian, and now they want the personal part resolved while your position is still weak. But it still doesn’t make sense, not when there’s still that shit of a family agreement binding you both. Unless…"

Damien did not need to finish. I had already figured out what he was thinking.

“I should speak to Theo.”

I didn’t actually expect I will be needing that card.

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  • Rejected By My Husband, Desired By My Doctor    On Hold

    Evelyn My wrist was sore, and I kept rubbing it gently while tears ran down my face. "No, Damien. I need you to stay where you are for a moment." I wiped my cheek with my free hand, trying to keep my voice steady. "You said you wanted me to be honest about my feelings, and I have been trying to do that. I know I have hurt you, and I know the visit was a mistake to keep from you. But I cannot marry you while I am still uncertain about what I feel, and I cannot move toward marriage while I am frightened of how you might react when we disagree. I need time to think about all of this." He looked at me with an expression I could not quite read. "Are you saying you want to end the engagement? Is that what you have decided after one visit with Adrian? I need you to tell me whether you are leaving me, Evelyn, or whether you are asking for time." "I'm not ending our relationship," I replied. "But the wedding needs to be put on hold. I cannot promise to marry you while I am uncertain,

  • Rejected By My Husband, Desired By My Doctor    Something About Damien

    EvelynI could barely look at Damien after he stopped speaking. I had seen him upset before, but I had never returned to find the room in pieces because he had been unable to control himself. I wanted to explain that I had not gone to the prison to betray him, yet the sight of the painting torn from its frame made every explanation feel inadequate. I had hurt him by hiding the visit, and he had frightened me with his reaction.Damien stared at me, and I watched his expression harden. "So that is what he has done now. He is sitting in prison, and he has found another way to reach you without asking you to do anything. He can tell you to go and live your life, and you will spend the rest of the day wondering what he meant by it. You come back here with his words in your head, and I am left standing in the middle of it all trying to understand whether the woman who said yes to me actually wants to be here."I reached for his hand, hoping that a smal

  • Rejected By My Husband, Desired By My Doctor    He Knows

    DamienShe set her bag down slowly, and I watched her struggle to decide what to say."Yes, I went to see Adrian. I know I should have told you, and I'm sorry I didn't, but I needed to talk to him. I've been trying to understand my feelings since the trial, and I thought seeing him would help me work through them. I wasn't trying to hurt you, Damien. I knew you would be upset, and I didn't know how to tell you I needed that conversation."I let out a short, bitter laugh and looked away before turning back to her. "You didn't know how to tell me, so you lied by omission and went behind my back. You accepted my proposal, Evelyn. What was I supposed to think when I discovered you had spent the morning with the man you keep trying to convince me you've left behind?"Her eyes filled with tears, but she did not move toward me. "I meant what I said when I accepted your proposal. I wanted to marry you…”“Wanted?”Fuck.She rushe

  • Rejected By My Husband, Desired By My Doctor    Where Were You, Evelyn?

    DamienI did not go to the hospital that morning. I told Evelyn I had an appointment to discuss my return to work, watched her wish me luck, and waited until I was certain she believed I had left before turning my car around. I parked two streets away from the flat, where I could see the entrance without being obvious to anyone passing. I had noticed the change in her since the engagement. She smiled when I spoke about our future, wore the ring I had given her, and joined in the conversations about our plans, but there were moments when her attention drifted somewhere I could not reach. I had tried to dismiss those moments, and I was no longer willing to do that.A little after nine, Evelyn emerged from the building with her bag over her shoulder. She locked the door, checked her phone, and walked to her car. I waited until she had pulled away before starting my engine, keeping enough distance between us to avoid drawing her attention.

  • Rejected By My Husband, Desired By My Doctor    The Saddest News Yet

    Evelyn "I'm glad you're painting. You used to complain that you never had enough time for it, and I remember you telling me you wanted a room where you could leave everything out. I'm pleased you've been able to do that." The memory of those conversations made my chest tighten. He remembered the small things that had once belonged to us, and I could not tell whether he understood how much it hurt to hear him speak about them so calmly. I took a breath and looked directly at him, knowing I could not keep avoiding the reason I had come. "Adrian, Damien asked me to marry him…” He became still. His fingers, which had been resting beside the telephone, curled slowly against the table. I continued. “It happened a few days ago, and Kendall and Raymond were there when he proposed. I said yes, and the engagement has already become something everyone is excited about. I wanted you to hear it from me, even though I wasn

  • Rejected By My Husband, Desired By My Doctor    The Prison Visit

    EvelynI had scraped the same canvas twice by the time Damien came into the back room to tell me he was leaving for the hospital. The painting had started with a simple arrangement of colours, but I had spent the morning changing them without knowing what I wanted the finished piece to look like. Every time I picked up my brush, I remembered Adrian sitting in the courtroom while the judge delivered his verdict. Now he was in prison, and the court had sentenced him to years of his life that he would never get back. I could barely bring myself to imagine what that meant for him, yet I had accepted Damien's proposal and allowed everyone around me to believe I was ready to move forward.Damien stopped beside the table and looked at the canvas, his expression softening when he noticed the scraped patches. "You've been working on this for hours, haven't you? You told me yesterday that you were beginning to enjoy painting again, but you seem to be fighting with

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