Chapter forty seven.Evelyn's POV.Two weeks later."Miss Evelyn, are you sure you want to do this?" the doctor asked.I turned to face Alex's still form, my eyes lingering on his lifeless body. I nodded slowly. "Y-yes."The doctor nodded sympathetically. "I'll arrange the paperwork."With that, I stepped out, leaning against the doorframe as I gazed at Alex. Two weeks had passed, and there was no improvement. The doctors had tried everything, but nothing was working.My eyes welled up with tears as I whispered, "Alex..." The machines beeping around him were the only sounds that broke the silence.I wished desperately that this was all just a nightmare, that I'd wake up and find it was nothing but a dream. But this was my harsh reality. I wiped away the tears streaming down my face, blinking to clear my vision. Walking over to Alex's side, I sat down beside him, forcing a weak smile."We're going home," I whispered, trying to sound optimistic. "Maybe that'll give you a reason to
Chapter forty Eight.Alex's POV."Time to go," my dad said, his hands pulling me away.I shook my head, grasping for more time. "Please, let me stay," I begged, but he just chuckled."Someone needs you, son. This isn't your place," he said, his hands slipping from mine.I felt a desperate tug, my fingers curling into emptiness as he walked away. Everything around me began to fade.Distant voices murmured, their words a jumbled mess. I strained to make out who was speaking, but it was like trying to catch smoke.My eyelids felt like lead weights, refusing to open. I forced them open, but everything was blurry. I closed them again, trying to gather my strength.When I opened them once more, the room slowly came into focus. I slowly took in my surroundings, the cacophony of machines beeping and whirring around me. The noise was overwhelming, and I felt an urge to shut it off.Struggling to sit up, I realized my body felt heavy, unresponsive. A hiss escaped my lips as I noticed the oxyg
Chapter forty nine.Evelyn's POV.I closed my eyes, anticipating a kiss, but was interrupted by a shocked gasp. "Holy shit." I quickly pulled away and turned to see Lucas standing there, his eyes wide with surprise.Before he could say anything, I murmured, "Excuse me," and hastily walked away, too embarrassed to face him. I slipped into the bathroom, closing the door behind me and leaning against it to collect my thoughts.I couldn't help but wonder what had gotten into me. Feeling embarrassed and a bit flustered, I took a moment to collect myself. After a few deep breaths, I composed myself and stepped out of the bathroom.That's when I saw the maid carrying a bowl of soup. "Who does this belong to?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.The maid stopped and turned to face me. "It's for the boss," she replied.I nodded and reached out to take the soup from her. "Let me give it to him," I said.The maid hesitated, suggesting I should rest instead. However, I felt a sense
Chapter fifty.Evelyn's POV.Alex's sudden laughter caught me off guard, and I stared at him, perplexed. "What's funny?" I asked, my brow furrowed in confusion."Everything," he replied, his grin still plastered on his face. I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you mean by everything?" I pressed, my tone a mix of annoyance and curiosity.He chuckled again, and I stood up, my voice rising. "I'm trying to tell you something important, and you think it's funny?"Alex's expression sobered slightly as he said, "Evelyn, your father is guilty. Just accept it." My eyes widened in shock. "What did you just say?" I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper.He scoffed, his tone dismissive. "You heard me well. There's no conspiracy, no framing. Just accept it.”I let out a bitter laugh, the sound tinged with pain. "Wow," I said, my voice laced with anger. "I knew you hated my father, but I never knew it ran this deep." My eyes locked onto his, accusatory. "What would my father gain by pu
I called out "Evelyn," but she just kept walking, not even glancing back. Realization dawned on me – I shouldn't have said those hurtful words. I wasn't thinking.A heavy sigh escaped my lips. Being bedridden made it impossible for me to chase after her, to fix this. I shut my eyes, trying to clear the jumble of thoughts in my head. But her parting words kept echoing: "I hope I don't regret this.”And she was right – if it turned out her father and mine were mere pawns in someone's game, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for putting her through so much. Just because my crush had faded didn't mean I wanted her to get hurt. We could at least try to be friends.I hit the bell without hesitation, and a maid appeared almost immediately. "Get out," I snapped, and she quickly left.I hit the bell again, this time waiting what felt like an eternity for the person I truly wanted – Evelyn. When she finally appeared at the door, despite her frown, she still looked beautiful, her Hazel ey
Chapter fifty two.Evelyn's POV.I groggily opened my eyes, grumbling about the early morning. As I tried to sit up, I realized my hand was pinned under Alex's arm, which was wrapped around me. A smile crept onto my face as I saw we were cuddled up together. Alex was still fast asleep, looking peaceful. I felt a strong urge to nuzzle my nose against his, but resisted it. Studying his calm face, I wondered why he couldn't be like this when he was awake. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. As I attempted to pull away, Alex's arm tightened around me. "Don't go," he murmured in a sleepy voice. I chuckled, feeling a flutter in my chest. Despite the intimacy of the moment, I knew it was just a fleeting illusion. Alex wasn't mine, and I couldn't help but wonder what was the point of having feelings for someone who could never be mine.My mind whispered, "Who says he can never be yours?" I chuckled, shaking my head, my eyes drifting back to Alex. He was still sleeping peacefu
Chapter one.Evelyn's POV.“Your husband wants you dead!”My knuckles whitened as my grip on the steering wheel tightened. The person on the other end of the line had to be lying.“That can't be true," I stammered. "There must be some mistake. My husband would never try to kill me.”The line went silent, and for a moment, I thought I'd lost the connection. Then her voice came back, urgent and firm. "I know this is difficult to believe, but you need to get out of the car. Now!”As she spoke, a shiver ran down my spine.That's when I noticed something was wrong. The car was acting strangely. My gaze shifted towards the dashboard, and my heart skipped a beat. The gas gauge needle flickered ominously, and the steering wheel felt unsteady in my hands.I tried to turn the wheel to the right, but the car refused to respond. It continued to speed straight ahead, as if controlled by an invisible force. A cold dread twisted in my stomach. This was not just a coincidence. I slammed the wheel
Chapter two.Evelyn’s POV.The doctor's piercing gaze locked onto mine, his eyes assessing me intensely. “This is unusual,” he said, scanning the clipboard, his tone confident. "You did hit your head, but the tests don't show any memory loss. Cases like this are extremely rare, almost unheard of.”I remained silent, gripping the blanket that draped over me. My heart pounds in my chest as he studies me further, hoping he wouldn't expose my secret. His gaze flickered toward my husband. No, Ethan, who stands by the doors. His posture stiff, his expression unreadable, the sight of him sends a cold shiver down my spine. “If you don't mind,” the doctor says.“ I would like to speak to my patient alone for a moment.” Ethan didn’t move at first, his fingers twitch, his jaw clenches, but after a brief hesitation, he nods. His eyes lingered on me for a second, too long before he turned and stepped out of the room, shutting the door behind him. The moment he's gone, I release the breath I
Chapter fifty two.Evelyn's POV.I groggily opened my eyes, grumbling about the early morning. As I tried to sit up, I realized my hand was pinned under Alex's arm, which was wrapped around me. A smile crept onto my face as I saw we were cuddled up together. Alex was still fast asleep, looking peaceful. I felt a strong urge to nuzzle my nose against his, but resisted it. Studying his calm face, I wondered why he couldn't be like this when he was awake. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. As I attempted to pull away, Alex's arm tightened around me. "Don't go," he murmured in a sleepy voice. I chuckled, feeling a flutter in my chest. Despite the intimacy of the moment, I knew it was just a fleeting illusion. Alex wasn't mine, and I couldn't help but wonder what was the point of having feelings for someone who could never be mine.My mind whispered, "Who says he can never be yours?" I chuckled, shaking my head, my eyes drifting back to Alex. He was still sleeping peacefu
I called out "Evelyn," but she just kept walking, not even glancing back. Realization dawned on me – I shouldn't have said those hurtful words. I wasn't thinking.A heavy sigh escaped my lips. Being bedridden made it impossible for me to chase after her, to fix this. I shut my eyes, trying to clear the jumble of thoughts in my head. But her parting words kept echoing: "I hope I don't regret this.”And she was right – if it turned out her father and mine were mere pawns in someone's game, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for putting her through so much. Just because my crush had faded didn't mean I wanted her to get hurt. We could at least try to be friends.I hit the bell without hesitation, and a maid appeared almost immediately. "Get out," I snapped, and she quickly left.I hit the bell again, this time waiting what felt like an eternity for the person I truly wanted – Evelyn. When she finally appeared at the door, despite her frown, she still looked beautiful, her Hazel ey
Chapter fifty.Evelyn's POV.Alex's sudden laughter caught me off guard, and I stared at him, perplexed. "What's funny?" I asked, my brow furrowed in confusion."Everything," he replied, his grin still plastered on his face. I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you mean by everything?" I pressed, my tone a mix of annoyance and curiosity.He chuckled again, and I stood up, my voice rising. "I'm trying to tell you something important, and you think it's funny?"Alex's expression sobered slightly as he said, "Evelyn, your father is guilty. Just accept it." My eyes widened in shock. "What did you just say?" I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper.He scoffed, his tone dismissive. "You heard me well. There's no conspiracy, no framing. Just accept it.”I let out a bitter laugh, the sound tinged with pain. "Wow," I said, my voice laced with anger. "I knew you hated my father, but I never knew it ran this deep." My eyes locked onto his, accusatory. "What would my father gain by pu
Chapter forty nine.Evelyn's POV.I closed my eyes, anticipating a kiss, but was interrupted by a shocked gasp. "Holy shit." I quickly pulled away and turned to see Lucas standing there, his eyes wide with surprise.Before he could say anything, I murmured, "Excuse me," and hastily walked away, too embarrassed to face him. I slipped into the bathroom, closing the door behind me and leaning against it to collect my thoughts.I couldn't help but wonder what had gotten into me. Feeling embarrassed and a bit flustered, I took a moment to collect myself. After a few deep breaths, I composed myself and stepped out of the bathroom.That's when I saw the maid carrying a bowl of soup. "Who does this belong to?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.The maid stopped and turned to face me. "It's for the boss," she replied.I nodded and reached out to take the soup from her. "Let me give it to him," I said.The maid hesitated, suggesting I should rest instead. However, I felt a sense
Chapter forty Eight.Alex's POV."Time to go," my dad said, his hands pulling me away.I shook my head, grasping for more time. "Please, let me stay," I begged, but he just chuckled."Someone needs you, son. This isn't your place," he said, his hands slipping from mine.I felt a desperate tug, my fingers curling into emptiness as he walked away. Everything around me began to fade.Distant voices murmured, their words a jumbled mess. I strained to make out who was speaking, but it was like trying to catch smoke.My eyelids felt like lead weights, refusing to open. I forced them open, but everything was blurry. I closed them again, trying to gather my strength.When I opened them once more, the room slowly came into focus. I slowly took in my surroundings, the cacophony of machines beeping and whirring around me. The noise was overwhelming, and I felt an urge to shut it off.Struggling to sit up, I realized my body felt heavy, unresponsive. A hiss escaped my lips as I noticed the oxyg
Chapter forty seven.Evelyn's POV.Two weeks later."Miss Evelyn, are you sure you want to do this?" the doctor asked.I turned to face Alex's still form, my eyes lingering on his lifeless body. I nodded slowly. "Y-yes."The doctor nodded sympathetically. "I'll arrange the paperwork."With that, I stepped out, leaning against the doorframe as I gazed at Alex. Two weeks had passed, and there was no improvement. The doctors had tried everything, but nothing was working.My eyes welled up with tears as I whispered, "Alex..." The machines beeping around him were the only sounds that broke the silence.I wished desperately that this was all just a nightmare, that I'd wake up and find it was nothing but a dream. But this was my harsh reality. I wiped away the tears streaming down my face, blinking to clear my vision. Walking over to Alex's side, I sat down beside him, forcing a weak smile."We're going home," I whispered, trying to sound optimistic. "Maybe that'll give you a reason to
Chapter forty six.Evelyn's POV."You need to be strong, Miss Evelyn," the doctor said, and I nodded, forcing myself to hold it together.As he stepped aside, I prepared to see Alex, but the nurse wheeled him out of the operating room, and he was taken to a new ward. I bit my lip, struggling to contain my emotions. I walked slowly to his room, my heart heavy with pain.Seeing Alex lying there with an oxygen tube attached to him was a harsh reality. A bitter laugh escaped my lips, and I sat beside him, smiling weakly as I held his hand."Alex, you're a warrior," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "You have to fight this. I don't know how, but you need to wake up, okay?"I held his hands tightly, my head resting on them, and for a moment, I let my guard down. It was hard seeing Alex so helpless, knowing he was bearing the weight of my pain. I felt a surge of guilt and sadness, wishing it was me lying there instead.What's the point of living if the people I care about have to suffe
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