Broken By Evelyn Miller Wattpad Novels & Stories

That wasn’t a scheming woman; that was someone learning to stand again. He called an old contact, a data analyst. “Run a trace on this drive. I want its origin.” “You think it’s forged?” “I think,” Adrian said slowly, watching thunder flare over the river, “that I’ve been played.” Evelyn’s POV By the time we reached the bridge out of Brooklyn, smoke from the burning warehouse folded into the rain clouds behind us. My reflection in the car window looked pale, eyes rimmed with fury and exhaustion. Luca drove in silence for a while before saying quietly, “He was close when he mentioned Willow Creek.”

EVELYN’S POV: My heart was racing as I scrolled through the images and the accompanying write-ups, each headline more shocking than the last. I leaned back in my chair, overwhelmed by a storm of emotions. Tears welled up in my eyes as I struggled to process everything. All I ever wanted was peace—peace I thought I had finally found with Leonard. But now, that fragile trust I was building had been shattered. How could he do this to me?

She can never hurt even a fly. Just then, Raymond entered the living room in anger. “Evelyn! Evelyn!” he called in anger. He walked up to Evelyn who was having a mental breakdown with Richard and threw a paper at her. “Can you explain this!” ...... Note: I made a mistake in chapter 69. I have edited it. my editor will approve it very soon. come back later to read it.

Crystal halted, trying to gather herself, her lips parting to say something but her voice refused to obey. “I always knew it,” Evelyn said, stepping closer with a cruel smile curling on her lips. “He tolerated you out of pity. Poor little stray girl. Now he’s tired, just like we are.” Crystal swallowed hard, trying to keep her tears at bay. “It was an accident… I didn’t mean to break it,” she mumbled. Betty laughed, rolling her eyes. “Didn’t mean to? You shouldn’t be touching anything that belongs to him. Honestly, what do you think you are to him?”

If I knew that loving him would break me like this I swear I would have never loved him. Never! At least I would not have been Broken by love. The door of the room opened with a bang and I saw Anirudh entering inside. So finally he came? But what is the purpose of his coming? I am raped once again! I am tainted once again. Aashish has used me and emptied his seeds inside me. I heard a gunshot and Aashish fell on my body. Maybe he killed him, maybe he just made him unconscious. I do not know nor do I want to know.

She turned her venomous gaze toward me, her eyes filled with the same hatred they’d had when she forced me to drink the aborticide. I didn't flinch. I just retracted my hand and gave her a thin, mocking smile. Without a word, Daphne dragged a dazed Ryan away, disappearing into the crowd of whispering socialites. My work here was done. I had just announced to all of New York that Evelyn Miller, formerly Evelyn Harrington, was back. And I was holding all the cards. As I made my way toward the exit, a swarm of reporters blocked my path. Their cameras flashed like a thunderstorm.

Millie had once felt a spark of affection for Pierce, but that small spark was on the verge of being snuffed out now. At the end of the day, all men were the same. Stefan had Wanda, and Pierce had Samantha. The moment these women shed tears or got hurt, the men would throw everything else aside and run to their rescue. From the start, she had been the only pitiable fool. Weak and starving, Millie struggled to her feet. She was so hungry that she had no choice but to drink tap water. After dragging herself to the bathroom, her vision suddenly went black, and she collapsed.

“But my father just ran off and left us when the market crashed. Your parents died together, side by side in the hospital fighting flu together. Your aunt lost her one true love to it and never sought another. You’ll fall in love, if one of us will.” As Lily tore the packet of powdered cheese open, adding it to the pan, Evelyn rose. “I need to get the rest of my laundry. Let’s eat by the radio when I get back.” Leaving her apartment, Evelyn brooded all the way into the basement. Mr. Kittrels was gone, having finished banking the furnace for the night, but he’d left his cup by the agitator, with a coal smudged ‘thank you’ written on the floor. Smiling, Evelyn scuffed the message away with her

Emily said with disbelief. Jane didn’t reply. She was too scared, too weak to defend herself anymore. “Let’s go, Evelyn,” Emily said softly, not wanting to waste another minute there. But Evelyn didn’t move. She stood frozen, her hands trembling. Now knowing that her pain came from argument between her mother and a teacher—it broke her. She knew her mother could be troublesome, and it wasn’t hard to believe that Mrs. Katherine might have provoked the teacher first. Yet, that single word—mistress—had destroyed her childhood, and her trust in her sister.

I had pushed her out of the way to protect her, taking the impact myself and ending up paralyzed, never to walk again. One of my kidneys had even ended up failing. However, since Queenie had been pregnant at the time, I had begged the doctor not to tell her to avoid upsetting her. When I had first learned I was paralyzed, I hadn't wanted to burden Queenie and had even considered divorcing her. But she had stubbornly refused, saying she loved me and would stay by my side no matter what. Yet, time could be both cruel and unyielding. The woman who had once said she would always love me and stay by my side had eventually disappeared. Now, as I looked at her holding a knife to Leroy's neck, deman