Broken By Evelyn Miller Full Book Free Novels & Stories

Evelyn tried to block me, but I shot back at her, "How are you going to handle the fallout when everyone saw her deliver a stillborn?" Evelyn clammed up fast. As I walked away, I caught her reflection in the wall, sneakily making a call. That was probably to Sean. However, Sean had just taken a nasty fall down the stairs. He was sprawled out, unable to move, nursing what had to be a broken arm or leg. That wimp, too scared to even deal with a little pain, would not be picking up the phone. Bennett and his mom gave me suspicious looks as I walked out of the operating room, still pregnant.

Rowan stayed beside her, close enough that his sleeve brushed hers. Tessa did not cry. That worried Evelyn more than tears would have. The girl’s stare stayed fixed on Milo’s face, but her expression had gone distant, sealed behind a wall too hastily built. Evelyn recognized that look. She had worn it in another life, after betrayal, after blood, after learning that breaking down only made the world step on you faster. She rose slowly and turned to Tessa. “We are going to move him,” Evelyn said. “But not the way they want.”

You need to SHOW UP and show that bitch Evelyn that she didn't break you. Eva reads the message twice. Three times. She wants to argue. She wants to say she's too tired, too pregnant, too broken to put on a dress and smile and pretend everything is fine. But her friend has a point. Evelyn will be there. Evelyn, who stole her fiancé. Evelyn, who got pregnant with his baby. Evelyn, who looked her in the eye and said sorry like that made it all okay. Maybe it would feel good to walk in there and let everyone see she's still standing.

I took one last look around the apartment that had witnessed both my happiest memories and my greatest heartbreak. Then the doorbell rang. I frowned. No one should have known I was leaving. It rang again. Slower this time. I walked quietly to the door and looked through the peephole. My breath caught. Adrian stood outside. His hair was disheveled. His expensive suit was wrinkled. Dark circles shadowed his bloodshot eyes. He looked nothing like the confident billionaire the world admired. He looked... Broken. He knocked softly. "Evelyn." His voice barely carried through the door.

"Please, Miller." Evan's heart bounded a beat as he flashed a dimpled smile at her. "I'll see you at the Library princess, and you can keep the fees in advance." He said as he climbed down the ally, gradually his figure diminished but she kept staring in the direction in a stupor. _____________________________

I can get my freedom once I make sure that everyone will be safe. I still did not understand why this happened to me only? What ever is happening with me is it because I loved Aashish ji? Is the love I have for him doing everything? Is the love that has broken me? Am I Broken by love?

Chapter 3. Evelyn’s POV. Walls of the hospital room felt like they were closing down on me. I felt like I was suffocating, unable to catch my breath. My fingers clutched the coarse fabric of my hospital gown, desperate to anchor myself. But my legs trembled beneath me, and a searing ache spread through my chest. It wasn't physical pain, but the crushing weight of betrayal, threatening to consume me whole. I shouldn't be here, listening to their conversation but my legs couldn't move no matter how hard I tried. I pressed my back against the cold wall.

"That's it, isn't it?! You found some rich, decrepit old man who gave you a credit card! Introduce me to him, Evelyn! Go on, introduce your mother-in-law to the old bastard buying you mansions so I can tell him what a barren, useless whore he's spending his money on!" Manager Miller gasped in shock. Mr. Henderson’s face turned bright red with fury. "That is enough! Guards—" "Wait, Mr. Henderson," Evelyn raised a single hand, stopping the security guards in their tracks. Evelyn took a single step forward, closing the distance between them until she was inches from Nora's face. Her dark eyes were devoid of any warmth, filled only with a lethal, terrifying stillness.

“Oliver has been a huge support in my life more than you ever have, so just because I'm keeping quiet doesn't mean you should mistake my silence for foolishness.” “But that's exactly what this... rendezvous of yours is. Absurdity in the highest order, and I can't stand by and idly watch my daughter make a fool of herself!” he spat, tossing a newspaper onto the table. The headline read: AFTER DESTROYING CASSANDRA MILLS' HOUSEHOLD, EVELYN LAURENT APPEARS EIGHT YEARS LATER IN A HOSPITAL, HAPPILY IN LOVE WITH A NEW MAN. The image that followed the headline showed pictures of Evelyn and me from last week at the hospital. Picking up the newspaper, Evelyn raked her gaze over the headline and then t

She cried out loud, miserably. "Okay that's enough for the first punishment," said James Miller as he removed the handcuffs from Becky's hands. "Get me lunch, from appetizers to dessert, to the kitchen now," said James Miller after he freed her. Still sobbing, Becky walked towards the door, she couldn't last twenty-four hours being a slave to a madman like James Miller, she had to find a way to escape... *****