Evangeline's temper flared as she felt Klein's dismissive attitude towards Jeremy. As they walked towards the entrance of the house, she forcefully yanked her arm out of his grasp."Klein, you can't just treat people like that!" she exclaimed, her frustration evident in her voice. "Jeremy is my brother, and he was only trying to help."Klein turned to face her, his expression masking any hint of remorse. "I don't need anyone's help, especially not from someone who's clearly against me," he retorted coldly.Evangeline's anger surged at his callous words. "That's not the point, Klein! You can't just brush off people who care about me," she snapped, her tone laced with hurt.Though Klein's gaze softened slightly at the hurt in Evangeline's eyes, his pride kept him from offering an apology. Instead, he responded, "So now you're talking and looking at me?""Then don't touch me!" Evangeline angrily shouted, pulling away from him, but her sudden movement made her dizzy, and she stumbled.Kle
In the silence that followed Evangeline's plea, Klein's lack of response spoke volumes. His quiet demeanor conveyed his internal conflict, leaving Evangeline to interpret his unspoken words. With a sad smile, she accepted the truth and understood that perhaps Klein's heart belonged elsewhere."It's okay," Evangeline whispered, her voice tinged with resignation. "I know you're not ready for love or commitment, and maybe there's someone else in your heart." She nestled closer to him, seeking solace in his comforting presence."Let me stay like this for a while," she requested softly, finding comfort in the warmth of his embrace. Resting her head on his shoulder, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to succumb to exhaustion.As Evangeline drifted off to sleep in his arms, Klein carefully returned her to his bed. With a bitter expression, he settled in for the night.However, while he slept soundly, Evangeline quietly left the estate with all her belongings, driving off with her brother
"I know," he said with a smirk, amusement flickering in his eyes."It's my child. So forget about that contract," he added firmly."Let's get married."Evangeline was surprised at his words but she kept a calm demeanor. Although for her it felt like her heart was about to burst at any moment, but the voice inside her head was louder.All men are the same.Over and over again, that voice echoed in her mind.Taking a breath, she composed herself before responding."You've said you don't believe in love or marriage. Why propose now?" she asked, forcing a smile despite that pang of pain in her chest."Do you love me?" she added while her voice sounded uncertain.Klein's response caught her off guard."Is love necessary for marriage?" he retorted with bitterness evident in his tone.Forced to confront her own feelings, Evangeline replied with a forced smile. "Yes," she said simply, though her heart felt heavy."Then I love you," Klein confessed suddenly, surprising Evangeline.But his word
Evangeline stood in the midst of her explanation to the manufacturing team in the conference room. Her gestures were fluid and purposeful, accentuating key points in her discourse on quality assurance for aerospace products."And that's why every component undergoes a battery of tests to ensure durability and reliability," she stated, her voice projecting authority as she glanced at the presentation slides behind her.Several members of the team nodded in agreement, while others leaned forward, absorbed in her explanation."As you can see from these test results," Evangeline continued, pointing to a graph displayed on the screen, "our products consistently meet or exceed industry standards."She moved seamlessly between discussing technical specifications and practical applications. Her explanations were clear and concise, yet comprehensive enough to engage everyone in the room."And let's not forget the importance of our quality control measures," she added, emphasizing the critical
"Max, I can't do this anymore," she pleaded as her voice trembled with emotion. "You're too controlling, too possessive. I need space."Klein's face twisted with anger, his fists clenched at his sides. "How can you say that? I just want what's best for us," he retorted, his voice rising with frustration. "You're mine, and I can't let you go!"His girlfriend took a step back and fear flickering in her eyes. "See, this is what I mean," she said, her voice shaking. "You're scaring me, Max. I can't stay with someone who makes me feel like this."Klein's expression suddenly softened. The anger slowly dissipating and desperation was evident in his eyes. "Please, don't leave me," he pleaded while reaching out to her. "I'll change, I promise. Just give me another chance."But his girlfriend shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, Max," she whispered, turning away from him. "It's over."Klein's heart shattered as he watched her leave, his emotions spiraling out of control.
Klein's eyes flutter open with the remnants of sleep still clinging to his consciousness. His hand instinctively reaches out, expecting to find Evangeline beside him. But the bed is empty. Panic surges through him as memories of that one night stand flooded his mind like a torrential downpour. He jolts and propels himself out of bed, his heart racing as he rushes to find her.The second he enters the living room, his breath catches in his throat at the sight before him. He sees Evangeline sitting on the couch, bathed in the soft glow of morning light, engrossed in a book with a bowl of popcorn by her side. Relief washes over him like a soothing balm, dispelling his fears."Evangeline," he breathes, his worry lifting from his shoulders. She looks up with a warm smile gracing her lips as she meets his gaze."Good morning, babi," she greets him playfully, her voice like a melody in his ears.Klein approaches Evangeline, his steps lighter now, his heart buoyed by her presence. He settles
Trigger Warning: The following chapters contains themes and content that may be disturbing or triggering to some readers, including but not limited to violence, abuse, trauma, and psychological distress. Reader discretion is advised. If you are sensitive to such topics, please take care while reading.In a sunny garden bursting with vibrant flowers, young Evangeline and Jeremy laughed and played together. Their carefree voices mingled with the gentle rustle of leaves. Evangeline, with her flowing hair catching the sunlight, chased after fluttering butterflies. While Jeremy trailed close behind, determined not to lose sight of his sister."Hey, wait up, Evie!" Jeremy called out, his small legs pumping as he tried to keep pace.Evangeline slowed down and turned to her brother with a bright smile. "Come on, Jeremy! Let's see who can find the prettiest flowers!" she suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitement.Jeremy nodded eagerly, his chubby cheeks flushed with enthusiasm. "Yeah, I'll
Evangeline's eyes fluttered open as her senses slowly start coming back to her. She blinked and tried to make sense of her surroundings. But panic surged within her as she realized she was bound to a chair, her mouth gagged, and enveloped by darkness. She frantically wriggled against the ropes, desperation flooding her every move.Suddenly, a voice pierced through the silence, sending chills down her spine. "Awake, are we?" The familiarity of the voice only heightened her fear as the room was suddenly flooded with light.Evangeline gasped and recoiled while her heart was pounding in her chest as she took in the sight before her. The walls were adorned with photographs, snapshots of her life from various ages, staring back at her like haunting memories.Terror seized Evangeline's every breath as she pieced together the horrifying reality of her situation. With trembling hands, she cast a wary glance towards the man who loomed over her."Hello, Evangeline..." His voice was unsettlingly