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
Chapter 68Klein groaned softly as the gentle chirping of birds outside his window pierced through the fog of his sleep. His eyes fluttered open, and he tried to sit up, only to be stopped by a heavy weight resting on his arms. He glanced down, half-expecting to see Evangeline—she often fell asleep beside him in her exhaustion from caring for him. But instead, he found Daphnie nestled beside him. Her eyes fluttered open, and she greeted him with a warm smile. “Good morning, baby,” she said, leaning in to kiss him gently on the lips.The unexpected kiss caught him off guard, and confusion briefly clouded his mind. He remembered that Evangeline had been adamant about keeping Daphnie out, so how was she here? But he shook off the thought anyway and let the confusion drift away, replaced by a surge of relief and contentment.Without hesitation, Klein pulled Daphnie into a tight embrace, wrapping his arms around her as if to reassure himself that she was indeed there with him. His heart,
Chapter 69Klein had spent the entire night in restless anticipation, his mind racing with questions that had no answers. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. The house was too quiet, too empty. The presence he longed for, the one that had filled the space with warmth and life, was missing. He knew he had to see her—to see Evangeline—and make sure everything was as it should be.But when morning finally broke, it wasn’t Evangeline who descended the stairs. It was Lydia, moving with the same steady grace she always had, her expression calm, almost detached. Klein’s heart sank, replaced by a gnawing anxiety that he couldn’t quite place.“Where are the babies?” he asked, the words spilling out before he could stop them. The urgency in his voice was evident, as if he had been holding onto the question all night, waiting for this exact moment to ask it.Lydia paused, her hand hovering over the banister. “Babies? There are no babies, sir. Whatever do you mean?” H
Chapter 70Klein’s mind churned as he glanced between the open door and Daphnie, who was still engrossed with the wedding dress. He was convinced that the dress was meant for someone else, despite his foggy memory. Driven by an urgent need to understand, Klein bolted out of the door, his steps hurried and frantic as he chased after the delivery woman who was unaware of his pursuit.“Wait! Stop!” he shouted, his voice a blend of urgency and desperation.The woman turned, clearly surprised and concerned by his sudden outburst. “Sir? Is something the matter?” she asked, her brows knitting together in confusion.Klein who was still catching his breath, gestured back toward the mansion. “There seems to be something wrong with the dress. It doesn’t seem to fit her features,” he said, his tone laden with concern trying to get some information out of the woman.The delivery woman followed his gaze to Daphnie, who was admiring the dress with a smile. She chuckled lightly, shaking her head. “Oh