All Chapters of I Left the Son to My Ex's Mistress, He Regrets: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Evelyn’s perspectiveOn the rest of the way to Nicholas’s place, I didn't say a word. When we arrived, I went to check on Sophie.She was already asleep. Recently, because of his overtime work, and me having the studio, Nicholas had arranged for a live-in nanny. Her name was Mildred and fortunately, Sophie and Mildred got along quite well.Nicholas went up to his room, so I went back to the guest room, which was now dubbed Evelyn’s room. My personal belongings were crammed into every cupboard and drawer, with some on the dresser and more on the study desk. I looked around and decided I needed to sort everything out and get rid of anything I no longer used. One day, anyway.It had been a long day and I was weary, but I decided to take a bath to wind down before going to bed. In the ensuite bathroom off my bedroom, I relaxed in a bubbly, scented bath and pampered myself a bit. This is the life!Feeling soothed and relaxed, I lay down on the bed. But with my eyes closed, I felt as though

Evelyn’s perspective“What are you doing here? Why are you with my mom again!” Liam cried petulantly.He raised his hand to push Sophie, but this time Sophie pushed him first, causing him to stumble off balance.Sophie frowned, crossed her arms, and snorted coldly, “This is my mom, not yours. You hurt her! You’re not good enough to be her child!”Sophie rarely got angry, but whenever she stood up for me, she would get upset. I was worried she was about to lose her temper, so I patted her back and whispered, “It’s okay, don’t be angry.”Adrian heard this and grew annoyed. “Evelyn, Liam is being bullied, and you’re not doing anything to stop her? What do you think you’re doing?”I laughed coldly. “What do I think? I think Sophie is right.”Adrian seemed taken aback by my response, his face stiffening. Liam, standing beside him, also froze and his eyes welled up with tears. His usual manipulative tactic.He looked deeply wronged, but I didn't care. I had lost all patience with them.I kn

Evelyn’s perspective“Today is your father’s anniversary,” Mia said, coming over to hug me. “Did you plan to go and pay your respects alone?”She remembered everything, and I was touched. My eyes stung a bit. Sometimes it’s like that — when you’re alone, it’s nothing, but when someone cares, you feel like crying.“Let’s go!” said Mia, and I nodded.A sleek black car pulled up outside the building forecourt. Nicholas went over and opened the car passenger door, and I suddenly remembered him.“Are you coming too?”“Sure, why not? I'll go see your father’s grave with you.”Nicholas answered smoothly, as if he had planned to do this all along. He must have booked the car and arranged time out from his busy day. I was taken aback and didn't say anything, but Mia pushed me into the car. On the way to the cemetery, I kept unusually quiet.When we arrived, I bought a bouquet of lilies and roses, my mother’s favorite flowers, and we went into the cemetery.My mother’s grave was next to my fath

Evelyn’s perspective“Brother…?”“Apologize for your spiteful conduct!” Nicholas spoke coldly, two simple words that made Charlotte’s face turn ugly.She didn't respond immediately but looked at Marina, instead. Suddenly lunging at the girl, she slapped Marina across the face. None of us could react in time to stop her.“Ms Charlotte, let's talk this out. What are you doing?” cried Marina.Coming to my senses, I shielded Marina behind me. Charlotte glared at me, clenching her teeth. “Mind your own business!”Then she stared at Marina again. “You traitor!”She tried to attack again but this time Nicholas stopped her. He grabbed her wrist and gave it a brief tug, causing Charlotte to stumble back a step.“Nicholas, why are you being mean to me? You’re being mean to me for others! Who is more important? I am family!” Charlotte stomped her feet, tears streaming down her face.Nicholas didn't comfort her. He looked at Charlotte coldly, his expression grim. “Charlotte, you've gone too far t

Evelyn’s perspectivePerhaps it was due to the alcohol, but I felt a headache coming on. I returned to my room, preparing to take a shower in my private bathroom.There was a knock at my bedroom door. Was Nicholas back?My mood suddenly improved, but when I opened the door and saw Mildred, my spirits sank a little.“Miss Carter, I made you some hangover soup. Have some.” Mildred was truly very thoughtful. Not only was she great with Sophie but she loved cooking.“Thank you.”I took the soup and began drinking it. Mildred paused in the doorway, frowned at me, and hesitated before saying, “Miss Carter, are you… feeling upset?”Was it that obvious? I gave a wry smile. “No, Mildred. Don’t worry about me. Sophie’s in bed and it’s getting late. You should go rest.”“Alright, call me if you need anything.”As she headed away, down the hallway, she looked back at me several times, but I signaled that everything was fine and closed the door.I went into my bathroom to take a shower. When I was