Chapter 60A few moments later, Lydia finally arrived and her presence immediately eased the tension that had settled thickly in the room. The sound of her footsteps, light yet purposeful, seemed to bring the usual atmosphere back into the space. She moved with ease that came from years of caring for children as her hands quickly and efficiently tended to the infants who had been fussing in Klein’s arms just moments before. The cries of the babies quieted almost instantly under her gentle touch, and the room, which had been filled with their distressed wails, grew peaceful.Klein watched her for a moment as he felt a wave of relief wash over him. With her taking over the care of the twins, Klein was able to step back with his shoulders dropping to is sides shifted off him. He immediately turned and headed straight to the bathroom.Once done with his morning routine, he then dressed in his usual attire. He wore his perfectly pressed slacks and a neat, expensive shirt, making him look l
Chapter 61Klein's mind was racing as he sped through the city streets, his eyes darting from the road to his phone, which lay on the passenger seat. He had been trying to reach Evangeline for what felt like hours but each call went straight to voicemail. The anxiety gnawed at him, each unanswered ring amplifying his fear. He needed to get to SNCLR quickly—Daphnie's threats had made it clear she wasn’t just planning to cause trouble; she might be looking to harm Evangeline, and he couldn't let that happen.The cars flashed past in a blur as Klein navigated the traffic with a frantic urgency. His grip tightened on the steering wheel, knuckles white as he pushed the car faster, weaving through the lanes with a reckless determination. The radio blared, but he barely noticed it, consumed entirely by thoughts of what could happen if he didn’t get there in time.As he approached the intersection leading to SNCLR, Klein’s eyes were fixed on the road ahead, searching for the quickest route. H
Chapter 62Evangeline watched with her heart in her throat, as they worked tirelessly to stabilize Klein. His face was ashen. There was a thin trail of blood that trickled from a cut on his forehead, and his chest rose and fell shallowly."Klein, it's me, Evangeline. I'm right here. Please hold on." She whispered, leaning closer.Suddenly, Klein's eyelids fluttered as a faint groan escaped his lips. Evangeline's breath caught, hope flaring in her chest."He's regaining consciousness," the female paramedic noted, shining a small flashlight into his eyes. "Pupils are reactive.""Klein?" Evangeline called softly, squeezing his hand. "Can you hear me?"His eyes opened slightly, glazed and unfocused, but they sought out her voice. His lips parted, attempting to form words, but only a hoarse whisper emerged."Don't try to speak," Mark advised, placing an oxygen mask over Klein's mouth and nose. "Just relax. We're taking you to the hospital."Klein's gaze settled on Evangeline with a flicker
Chapter 63Evangeline sat in the sterile hospital room as the bedside lamp cast a warm light that created subtle patterns of shadow on the walls. It had been days since the accident, and Klein still hadn’t woken up. The doctors had done all they could, and now, all that was left was the agonizing wait. But Evangeline refused to leave his side. Exhaustion pressed heavily on her. She had let Lydia and a few more nannies babysit the triplets as she focused all her strength in taking care of Klein. Dark circles under her eyes became a testament to the sleepless nights she had endured, but she didn’t care. All that mattered was Klein.She dipped a clean towel into a basin of warm water, wringing it out carefully before gently wiping Klein’s face. Her movements were slow and deliberate, as if she feared that even the slightest pressure could cause him more pain. The rhythmic motion of the cloth against his skin was almost soothing, giving her something to focus on other than the endless wor
Chapter 64Evangeline tore her gaze from Klein's indifferent expression, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and confusion. She turned to Dr. Thompson, desperate for answers."What’s wrong with him, Dr. Thompson? Why is he looking at me like that?" Her voice trembled, barely holding back the tears that threatened to spill.Dr. Thompson's expression was compassionate but serious. He took a deep breath before speaking, knowing the weight of his words. "Ms. Evangeline, Klein has sustained significant trauma, particularly to his head. While his physical injuries are healing, the impact on his brain has been severe."Evangeline's heart sank further. "What does that mean? Will he recover? Will he remember me?"Dr. Thompson hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "Klein's injuries have led to a condition known as post-traumatic amnesia. It's common in cases where the brain has suffered a significant blow. His memories are fragmented, and he may have difficulty recalling certain events
Chapter 65The next few days were a blur for Evangeline. As Klein's physical recovery progressed, the doctor finally advised that he could go home. Despite Klein's cold treatment, the hospital insisted he leave with Evangeline, his fiancée, and not with Daphnie. This only added to Evangeline's pain, as she endured his continued denial and rejection. When they finally arrived home, Lydia and a few babysitters were waiting with the triplets—Xander, Maxine, and Mikael. Klein was surprised as he sat in his wheelchair that was carefully pushed by Evangeline into the house. For a brief moment, there was a flicker of happiness in his eyes at the sight of the children. But just as quickly as it came, it vanished. Klein's expression darkened, and his voice dripped with disdain as he spoke words that shattered Evangeline's already fragile heart."I can't believe I had kids with you. Are they even mine?" he sneered, the disgust in his tone catching Evangeline off guard.She froze, her breath hi
Chapter 66The following days plunged Evangeline into a grueling routine. Her efforts to keep Klein within the confines of their estate and prevent Daphnie from visiting led only to an intensification of Klein's resentment. Security guards were hired, but their presence seemed to stoke Klein's anger rather than quell it. Each day turned into a battleground, a struggle for control and acceptance.Feeding Klein became a test of patience. Every attempt was met with resistance; he would smack the food away, as if daring her to give in. His childish defiance was a constant reminder of how far their relationship had deteriorated. Bathing him, tending to his needs, and making sure every detail of his care was attended to drained her both physically and emotionally. Her days blurred together in a cycle of work, care, and exhaustion.Despite her best efforts, the emotional toll was visible. Evangeline's once vibrant demeanor faded into weariness, and her weight began to drop as she juggled her
Chapter 67That very night, as the moon cast a soft glow over the estate, Evangeline moved quietly through her room, carefully packing her belongings. The babies were sound asleep as their tiny breaths were the only sound breaking the stillness. Each item she placed in her suitcase felt like a weight being lifted from her shoulders, yet also a burden she knew she couldn’t fully escape.Evangeline was folding the last of the baby clothes when a soft knock interrupted her thoughts. "Evangeline?" Lydia's voice came through the door, gentle yet concerned.Recognizing Lydia, Evangeline hesitated for a moment, glancing at the suitcases and then at the door. She took a deep breath, knowing that she couldn’t hide her intentions from the woman who had been by her side through so much. "Come in, Lydia," she responded, her voice quiet but steady.When Lydia entered the room, her eyes immediately darted on the half-packed suitcases. The sight made her heart sink, and she looked up at Evangeline w