All Chapters of Evelyn Wyatt: The Vindicated Wife : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

EVELYN'S POV:When I arrived at his place, he was sitting on the balcony, his shoulders slumped, staring out at the horizon. It wasn’t like him. I made my way inside and climbed the stairs, feeling a heaviness in the air. Something wasn’t right. And feared for the worst, but still couldn't say what could be wrong.“Hey, Dad,” I greeted as I stepped onto the balcony, forcing a smile. He turned to look at me, but his response was muted, his tone flat. My heart skipped a beat.As I walked closer, I noticed the small picture of my mom clutched in his hand. His eyes glistened with unshed tears, and it broke my heart to see him like this. “Hey, Dad,” I said softly, kneeling beside him. “I know you miss Mom. I miss her too, more than words can say. But you’ve got to take it easy on yourself. This—this won’t help you, Dad. You know Mom would want you to be happy. She’d want you to find joy, even in her absence. You still have me. Don’t you think I’m filling even a tiny bit of the space she le

EVELYN'S POV“Leonard?” My voice cracked as I tried to speak. I needed him to tell me this wasn’t real, that what I’d just read was some twisted joke.But his reaction said it all. He slowly put the phone down, his fists trembling at his sides. His eyes locked on mine, a storm brewing within them.“We need to leave. Now.” His voice was steady but laced with urgency.“Leave? What—what do you mean?” My legs felt like they might give out beneath me.Leonard stood abruptly, pacing the room. “Whoever this is, they’ve made it personal. I don’t trust that staying here will keep you safe. And if they know where you are…” His voice trailed off, the unspoken implications clear.“But my family—”“They’ll be safe,” he interrupted. “I’ll make sure of it. But right now, we need to focus on you.”I wanted to argue, to tell him I wasn’t leaving my father and everything I’d worked so hard to protect. But deep down, I knew he was right. Whoever was behind these messages wasn’t just playing games—they we

EVELYN'S POV:The security guards were having a heated argument at the gate. From where we stood, we couldn’t see who they were arguing with. Curious, Leonard and I walked up to them.As we approached, I was startled to see Aaron. He looked tattered, almost homeless. A surge of pity rose in me as I took in his disheveled appearance. I instructed the guards to let him in, despite the clear disapproval in Leonard’s eyes. His gaze darkened the moment I spoke, but I couldn’t turn Aaron away.As soon as the guards allowed him in, I tried to speak with him. But before Aaron could finish a single sentence, he collapsed to the ground. Without wasting a moment, Leonard and I rushed him to the hospital.At the hospital, we sat in tense silence, waiting for news of his condition. My mind raced with questions. What had happened to him? Was Caleb or Dana involved?“Doctor, how is he?” I asked urgently as the doctor approached.“He’s still unconscious, but we’re doing everything we can,” the doctor

LEONARD'S POVOn my way to the hospital to check on Aaron, I couldn’t shake the thought of Evelyn. I had waited for her to return from her father’s house, but she never did. I figured she needed private time with her family, so I decided to visit Aaron instead.As I drove, my thoughts spiraled. Evelyn was too fragile for everything she was going through. Every time I looked at her, I saw the pain in her eyes. Anger rose in me—I couldn’t stand by anymore. I needed to end this. I resolved to find Caleb and Dana, no matter what it took.When I reached the hospital and entered Aaron’s room, the caregiver greeted me with a solemn expression. Her silence spoke volumes. Moments later, the doctor arrived, confirming my fears. Aaron was in bad shape. Internal injuries had left his vitals dangerously low. Still, the doctor assured me they were doing their best. I had to trust him. After speaking with the doctor, I left the hospital.Just as I got to my car, my watchman called, his voice laced w

LEONARD’S POV:I headed back upstairs, where I met Evelyn struggling to put on her heels. I helped her out, and together, we left the room. As we were heading downstairs, a loud noise boomed from outside. Evelyn immediately clung to me, her body trembling with fear. I gently rubbed her palm to assure her that I was there, And she was safe. The noise grew louder, and she turned to me, her wide eyes filled with questions.Understanding her unspoken words, I simply smiled and led her outside.“No way,” she whispered, disbelief etched in her voice as her gaze landed on the helicopter waiting outside. She turned to me, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of surprise and wonder.I leaned in, placing a tender kiss on her lips.“Uhmm... uhmm, make sure you both are safe,” came the unmistakable voice of Mr. Wyatt.“Yes, Dad,” Evelyn responded softly, stepping into the helicopter. Soon, we were airborne, our hands intertwined the entire ride. The silence between us was filled with light conversat