Evelyn's POV
After that torture scene, Nick brought me to our room. "Are you fine now?" He asked with concern lacing his voice. Watching Mark hurt that man felt like I was in a trauma.
"Yeah. I'll be fine" I whispered with a sigh.
"Is something wrong sweetheart? I mean.... I know that you've seen people die right in front of your eyes. And I don't think that seemed to bother you before…" He asked confused.
"Yeah, I know... I know. It's just that... that man seemed oddly familiar. Like he was my own... something I just don't remember". I said. I tried. I tried so much… to remember him but I can't. "Nick, I want remember him. I know, I know him. Just can't remember where I saw him" I said with a cry.
"Eve, just calm down. Like I told you that man was following you every day, maybe that's why he seems familiar. Don't worry too much about it" He said rubbing my arm. "But I don't like it when you're near him. That bloody o
Part 2 Caroline and I continued to chitchat, still waiting for our husbands while I saw someone arriving from the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw a tiny girl’s chubby hands dangling while she slept. That’s definitely Chrissy’s daughter. "Chrissy...? Weren't you supposed to come tomorrow?" "Should I come back tomorrow?" She asked. I fake glared at her and gave her a hug, which was impossible with my pregnant belly and her carrying Jane, her daughter. She handed me a bottle of wine and started giggling to herself. "Aww... you can’t have wine can you baby? " At my frown she mellowed down. "Ok.. ok.. I actually wanted to remind you about tax filing.. other than that your restaurant is doing really well." "Yeah I know, I remember, how's Jane though?" I pointed to her daughter now sleeping peacefully in her arms. "Is she okay going to school now? No tantrums?" I asked. "Yep, she's doing okay, but she misses her 'daddy' a lot and I don't know what to say every time she questions me abou
Part 1"Nick! You come inside right now, or I'll not hesitate to throw your kids from the balcony!" Evelyn screamed.Nicholas gave a tired sigh, looking at Mark and Oliver who were chuckling at him. Throwing a glare at them, he went inside to check on his wife. 'What did they do now?' He thought."In the kitchen!" she called out to him."What-" Once he entered, he saw the floor covered with flour and his kids bathed with it."Do you still have to ask me what's happened?" She said pointing at the two."I din do ith. Ith was all her." His son answered brilliantly pointing at his elder sister. Though he still had to work on his pronunciation, the boy was already on his father's footsteps."The idea wasn't mine either." His daughter replied still playing with the flour.He looked at his wife who was now sitting on the kitchen counter staring at him."Mommy is over reacting, Daddy." His daughter chuckled.
"What's this card?" Nickflippedit checking what it was that was clutched soo tightly in his wife's hand. Evelyn's eyes were still foggy due to sleep, so she didn't notice that he had it in his hand. She only just 'hummed' with her eyes closed.What he saw inside warmed his insides. A Father's Day card made by her, on behalf of his child. "You made this?" He asked but there was no reply on the other side. She'd fallen back to sleep. With a kiss to her head, he let her go back to her sleep as she curled into him.Evelyn's POV"Oliver? You need something?" It was early in the morning; I woke up to Nick next to me and left the bed early just so I didn't have to face him. I was in no mood to start a fight with him again. But in no mood to take shit from him again!'Yeah right.'My inner voice screamed at me. Back to the reality!I saw Oliver moving his lips and quickly interrupte
"Nick! Nick!" She screamed. She didn't know that slimy thing was. Whatever it was, she wanted to get out of there. She banged the door hardly. She was cursing herself as to why she gave her phone to Nick.Then she stopped calling his name. "Somebody help!! Help!" She looked around for some clue or some lose end but the room was eerily dark.During this broad day light, there wasn't a single ray entering the room.'There had to be a window or something.'She thought but didn't really have the guts to move around in a room where she had insects moving all over her body.When something passed over her feet she screamed again.'Argh!'Here on the other hand, each time Nick heard her scream, he followed her voice and got closer to her room. The mansion where he grew up in suddenly looked like a maze to him. Her voice echoed from everywhere. "Evelyn? Evelyn, is that you?" He was dreading the answer.She who stepped forward t
Evelyn's POV"Are you ready? Shall we go meet them." Nick asked and I looked at him nervously."Come on... it's not first time that you're meeting them." Nick informed his parents about mine and this will be first time I meet them after that."First time after they know that I'm their enemy's daughter. And you bloody organized a get together party! Really?""If it makes you feel better then you must know that my dad is really cool with it.""And your mom?""Aaah... she's a different case.""Aww, that makes me feel great!" I said sarcastically. He rolled his eyes and pulled me behind him as he slowly placed my hand on his arm. "I think your mom might murder me." I said in a daze."Don't be stupid! She won't do any such thing especially after she gets to know about our baby.""She still doesn't know?" He shook his head as 'no' and pasted a fake broad smile as he looked ahead at everyone.I dared to lo
Evelyn's POVNick looked at Riccardo and shook his head. And my newfound brother looked everywhere but me. Uh oh! Wrong question to ask at the wrong time.Now sitting at the table next to Nick, with different varieties of mouthwatering dishes in front of me, I asked him. "What was the look that you gave my brother?""A look that said, 'I will tell her later myself.' Why?" He said and I shook my head as 'no' and continued to devour the food.The entire time, I thought as to how I ended up in my mum and dad's hands. They were cruel, yes. Rude, mean, unfair and partial... but I still considered them as my parents. I only just ran away, but I never thought of hurting them.Nick held my left hand bringing me out of my thoughts. "You're not having anything?" He asked.I looked at my untouched plate. "I'm having..." I whispered back at him. Except for Raymond... as in my father. Everyone was happy looking at us, extremely happy wit