Broken By Evelyn Miller Where To Read Novels & Stories

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.

Zach asked "Ivy Mills isn't in anyway related to me, she killed off my entire family and for what? Wealth? Where is she right now?" Evelyn asked "She lives in California but will be going to Chicago for a business meeting tomorrow" Zach reported "Then it is time to meet with a long lost family member" Evelyn said 'You dare betray your family for wealth and you are living like nothing happened? You will so pay for this Aunt' Evelyn thought "There is one more thing I want to tell you" Wade said

POV Millie It’s Sunday night and I’m told I can leave in the morning. Nurses come in and out of the room every so often. Steph sits on a chair in the corner of the hospital room, she hasn’t left my side since she first came here other than to Uber to the house for Mia’s car and my phone, the store to grab us some things, oh and the book store to buy another book. She’s reading yet another dark romance novel. She insisted on reading me some chapters and although they make me question my morals and I won’t tell Steph this, I already ordered her recommended books on A****n.

Staring up at the building in front of her, Tina drew in a deep breath, brushed herself down and walked towards the main door. She headed to where the tickers machine was and looked at the times thoughtfully. A one-way ticket to London. She would be safe there. They would never guess! Meanwhile, back at the pack house, Eva was starting to feel the tiredness catch up. Eddie and Millie had been asking her millions of questions she did not know the answer to. “I want to see my Dad, please?” Millie suddenly announced, turning to look at Eva. “Well, it's a good thing that I’m here.” Tim appeared in the doorway, causing them to look up in surprise. A huge smile formed on Millie’s face as she rushe

Evelyn Rick called on a Tuesday morning while I was drinking coffee in the kitchen. “Found her.” I set my cup down. “Where?” “Small town called Millbrook. About two hours north. She’s renting a house under her maiden name, Piers. Works part-time at a bakery on Main Street. Kid’s enrolled in the middle school there.” “You’re sure it’s her?” “Positive. I’ve got photos. Sending them now.” My phone buzzed. I opened the message and there she was. Harper, walking out of a small bakery with flour dusting her jeans. Isabella beside her, backpack slung over one shoulder, laughing at something her mother said.

Evelyn picked up a book and sat down on the thick and soft cushion as she read comfortably. She was originally worried that she would be bored while waiting, but she forgot all about the passage of time with these books around. Evelyn only looked away from the book in her hand when Rowan knocked on the door and came in. “Are you done eating?” Evelyn quickly closed the book in her hand and stood up when she saw him coming in. She had completely forgotten about the time while reading, so she asked him this question because she thought that it had only been a while. In fact, it was already 9:00 PM.

Murmurs of who she was filled in the whole room. “You bitch! How dare you come here!” Mrs. Miller stood up abruptly the moment she saw Crystal and spat furiously at her. She hasn't forgotten how Crystal burned her hand a few months ago. Just thinking about it made her want to kill Crystal. “Just leave here, you psychopath!” Evelyn also said angrily, though she was somehow feeling uneasy about Crystal's appearance. The audience was all curious as to who Crystal was and why the Miller family doesn't want her to be there.

Evelyn As the sunlight filtered through the curtains, dancing with the breeze that gently stirred them, I found myself lost in a battle of distractions. With each crunch of a chip, I attempted to drown out the relentless thoughts of that infuriating man, burying myself in the pages of a book. Yet, even the storyline of my chosen novel failed to captivate me, paling in comparison to the chaotic drama of my own fucking life—a tragic fucked-up movie that audiences would devour when the characters would go through shit, feel like shit and maybe even look like shit!

The thought of never being able to see Havyn again felt like she had taken a knife to the heart. That kind of pain was just like when her baby left her. She couldn't understand why she cared so much about Havyn. Just as her nervous hands clenched into fists, she heard Nathan's calm, deep voice next to her ear. "Don't be afraid. I won't let you die." Once again, his tone inexplicably reminded her of Warren. She glanced at Nathan with some surprise, but he was intently examining the control panel. Evelyn gathered all her courage and walked toward the elderly person sitting by the table. She softly called out, "Mr. Miller Senior."

Chapter 96: The Leak The next morning didn’t feel like morning.It felt like the continuation of a conversation that had never really stopped.Everlyn sat at the kitchen table, her laptop open, coffee untouched beside her. The glow from the screen reflected in her eyes as she reviewed the analytics again.