Novel & Cerita Dear Evan Hansen

"I...I'm fine now?" The old man was also stunned. "Grandfather," Hester hurriedly called out to the old man lying on the bed. The old man's name was Evan Langerhans. And he was the Patriarch of the Marshall family. He was a Rank 9 Transcendent Being. Afterwards, Hester told Evan about what had happened. After hearing what she said, the Patriarch, Evan, prepared to kneel in front of Lucas. It was a pity that Lucas didn't like others kneeling in front of him.

"I'm here too! My grandma lives around here. Do you want to hang out for a few days? Don't worry, my grandma loves having people around." Leaning against the hallway wall, Tabitha tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Her cheeks were tinged pink, and her lips curled upward uncontrollably as her heart fluttered. Not long after, Tabitha returned with a tall, handsome man, striding into the Hansons' dining room as if no one else were there. As they walked in, James' uncle, Alexis Hanson, gasped in surprise. "Evan! What are you doing here?" Evan's burning gaze locked onto Beverly's pale face the moment he stepped in, and every other pair of eyes followed his line of sight.

Serenity saw him first, and she waved him over. Evan was wearing a suit and a pair of leather shoes, and he had his jacket hung over his arm like a true gentleman. He sat down beside Serenity so that he could face Crystal. He scowled at her steak and asked, "Is this your lunch? It's a bit much, isn't it?" "Never mind my food," Crystal grumbled. "What I eat is my business. Just tell me why you're here!" Evan smiled and said, "The Henry Group's stock plummeted this morning."

“Ana, I wish you had stayed too!” [I don’t have much time left. I keep calling Evan, but I can’t reach him. I miss him so much. These past few days, every time I close my eyes, all I see is how we first met. If only life could stay like that forever. Evan, I miss you so much.] Evan closed the diary. Then he drew the blade across his wrist, right over the artery. In the final moments of his life, Evan turned on the recorder. As words like “old lady,” “get on your knees and beg,” and “more entertaining than teasing a dog” filled his ears, it felt as if the blood in his veins had frozen.

she asked him. "He can be," Evan admitted. "Do you remember that incident at Finnegan's Saloon?" he asked her. "Yes," Lunus said, her eyes watching him. "Jensen was behind that," he told her. "And is this Mr. Jensen a werewolf?" she asked him. Evan gave her a stern look of warning. "You know I can't answer that," he told her. Lunus nodded. "Yes. I'm sorry." "It's alright," Evan said, and he touched her cheek gently, running his fingers over her cold and delicate skin. "Just meet me here again tomorrow, and we'll go then to see Mr. Hollis." He paused, kissing her cheek. "Alright?"

Hannah looked at him impatiently, her voice trembling with confusion. "What are you talking about? What did we do? Talk to me." Henson grasped her hands tightly, his eyes shining with excitement. "Maxwell is dead. He’s dead." Hannah’s eyes widened in disbelief, her brow furrowing. "You’re talking so fast." But Henson couldn’t contain his urgency. He grabbed his car keys and hurriedly said, "You need to confirm it quickly. I’m heading to see Evelyn."

Evan: Can I see you tonight? I closed my eyes. Me: I shouldn’t. Evan: Please. I typed, deleted, typed again. Me: An hour. That’s all. Evan was already there when I arrived. He stood by the window, hands in his pockets, tension etched into every line of his body. “You look exhausted,” he said. “So do you,” I replied. He turned. “Something’s wrong.” I let out a breath. “Ethan took the fall.” Evan froze. “What?”

Evan looked at Keith sympathetically and patted his shoulder, "I'm sorry, I didn't know she would come. I didn't expect Hannah to send her a separate invitation, and I never thought Hannah knew her..." Hannah is Evan's newlywed wife, a regular music teacher at a college. Keith quickly adjusted his posture, but he couldn't conceal his emotions in his eyes. "If you still haven't forgotten about her..." Evan hesitated for a moment and said, "Lillian has changed a lot during this time, and what happened back then..."

He already expected it but he still felt dizzy after seeing the name on the cards. Arial Van C. Lachman… He checked all the cards and IDs and each of them has the same name. “I really possessed his body…” After grieving for several minutes, he finally accepted the truth. ‘Hmph! Arial Van… What a lousy name…’ Lynn didn’t forget to diss the man. Then, Lynn checked the phone to check the current date. “What? August 3? Isn’t that---” Lynn immediately checked the time and it’s already 9:00 PM!

Evan asked him "What were you doing inside the washroom?" Ethan asked him looking at him carefully Evan got nervous seeing his hard look. "Nothing. Just getting fresh. What do people do in the washroom than it?" Evan ask and sat down before him. "I know very well what people do in the washroom. You did not change or clothes or wash your face. If you wash your face then you should remove your watch. You were talking over the phone" Ethan said and Evan got more nervous