Semua Bab The CEO's Secret Divorce: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Two weeks later, Evelyn stood in front of the mirror, staring at herself. The woman looking back at her felt almost like a stranger. Not because she looked different. Because she felt different. There was no fear in her eyes anymore. No uncertainty. No desperate need to understand why people had left her. She had finally stopped waiting for the past to give her permission to be happy. A knock sounded on the door. “Evelyn?” She smiled. “Come in.” Adrian entered. The moment he saw her, he stopped. For several seconds, he said nothing. Evelyn laughed. “What?” He shook his head. “Nothing.” “You're staring.” “I know.” She turned back toward the mirror. “You've seen me before.” “Not like this.” She looked at him through the mirror. “Like what?” “Like you're finally free.” Her smile softened. “Maybe I am.” Adrian walked behind her and placed his hands gently on her shoulders. “Are you nervous?” “A little.” “About marrying me?”

The woman arrived at noon.Evelyn had spent the entire morning trying to convince herself that she wasn't nervous.She failed.She sat in her office, staring at the folder on her desk.Alexander had another child.Another daughter.A firstborn daughter.The thought kept repeating in her mind.If it was true, why had Alexander never mentioned her?And why had this woman waited until now to appear?Adrian sat across from Evelyn.“You're thinking too much.”She looked at him.“How am I supposed not to?”“You're imagining ten different possibilities.”“Because there are ten different possibilities.”He smiled.“Then we'll deal with whichever one is real.”Before she could answer, there was a knock.Mr. Collins entered.“She’s here.”Evelyn straightened.“Send her in.”A few seconds l

The message wouldn't leave Evelyn's mind.Ask Alexander what happened to Clara's mother.She had deleted it, but the words remained.Across the room, Clara sat beside Alexander, looking through the old photographs he had kept.Evelyn watched her carefully.There was something different about Clara now.She seemed happy to finally know her father.But that last sentence she'd spoken had changed everything.My mother always told me never to trust the Blackwood family.Adrian noticed Evelyn's silence.“You're thinking about what Clara said.”“Yes.”“Do you want to ask her?”Evelyn nodded.She walked back inside.“Clara?”Clara looked up.“Yes?”“Can I ask you something?”“Of course.”Evelyn sat beside her.“You said your mother warned you about the Blackwoods.”Clara's expression immediately changed.“She did.”“Do you remember why?”Clara shook her head.“I asked her many times when I was younger. She never gave me a proper answer.”“What did she say?”Clara thought for a moment.“She s

The next morning, Evelyn woke with a strange sense of peace.For the first time in months, there wasn't a question waiting for her when she opened her eyes.She knew who her mother was.She knew who her father was.She knew what had happened.And most importantly, she knew that none of it was her fault.Adrian was already awake.He was sitting against the headboard, watching her.“You're smiling.”Evelyn touched her face.“I am?”“Yes.”“Maybe I'm happy.”He smiled.“That's allowed.”She moved closer to him.“I want to do something today.”“What?”“Go to the foundation.”Adrian raised an eyebrow.“On your first free morning?”“Yes.”“You really don't know how to relax.”Evelyn laughed.“I've spent too much time surviving. I want to start living.”Adrian kissed her forehead.“Then let's live.”---By midday, Evelyn stood inside the new foundation building.It wasn't large yet.But it was bright, welcoming, and filled with possibilities.The first group of young women would arrive the f

The next morning, Evelyn arrived at Blackwood Holdings earlier than usual.She placed Clara's mother's diary on her desk and stared at it.One sentence kept running through her mind.Alexander doesn't know the truth about Victor.If that was true, then her father had been unknowingly connected to a man who had been hiding something from him for years.And now that same man was trying to intimidate her.A knock sounded.“Come in.”Adrian entered.“You've been here long?”“About an hour.”He looked at the diary.“Any new information?”“Nothing useful.”Evelyn pushed the diary toward him.“Victor Carter. That's the name.”Adrian sat down.“We've already searched the company records.”“And?”“Victor Carter doesn't appear anywhere in Blackwood's current records.”Evelyn frowned.“But he worked with Ric