Chapter six.Evelyn's POV.I stood at the front door, about to knock, when it suddenly swung open. Ethan wrapped me in a tight hug."Where did you go?" he asked, lifting my chin. "I was worried sick about you."Before, I would have thought Ethan couldn't live without me for a second. That's why he's acting like this. But now, knowing the truth, I felt numb. I forced a smile."I went for a walk," I said. "I was bored, and you two were still asleep."Ethan nodded. "Next time, don't leave without me, okay?"I nodded, and he stepped aside to let me in. My eyes scanned the room and landed on the wall where our wedding pictures used to hang. They were gone. I couldn't help but chuckle.Despite losing my memories he couldn't pretend to leave it there. Was I that bad? Olivia rushed over and hugged me tightly. "Oh my, I was so worried!"I smiled again, noticing a glance exchanged between Olivia and Ethan.We sat down at the table, and breakfast was served. But I was hesitant to take a bite. W
Chapter Seven.Evelyn's POV.Ethan always complained about how he felt trapped, how he feared marrying a powerful woman like me. He worried my parents would reject him without hesitation. I agreed with him, thinking he made sense. So, I invested heavily in him, almost risking my law firm's financial stability, to help him start his own company.But now, I felt a stinging pain in my heart. I bit my lip hard, fighting back tears. Ethan snapped his fingers in front of my face, concern etched on his face. "Babe, are you okay?" he asked.I nodded, unable to speak. If I opened my mouth, I knew I'd burst into tears. The pain felt suffocating, like a heavy weight crushing my chest.He led me to his office, and I sat on the couch, trying to compose myself. "How did you manage to find my company?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.I hesitated before answering, "Well, I found your business card."He nodded, smiling, and I couldn't help but wonder if I really knew this man. Was I foo
Chapter Eight.Evelyn's POV."Oh my, what happened to your hair?" Olivia gasped as I entered the sitting room. Ethan's eyes darted to me, and I flashed a bright smile."You like my new look?" I asked, trying to sound casual. "This is how I want to look now."Ethan's face darkened, and he grabbed me roughly. "How could you cut your hair without my permission?" he barked.Olivia intervened, her voice firm. "Ethan, let go of her."Ethan released me, his eyes apologetic. "I'm sorry," he muttered, before darting a glance at Olivia and rushing upstairs.Olivia walked up to me, concern etched on her face. "Are you okay?" she asked, helping me sit down.I nodded, still staring at her. I felt like strangling her to death. I wanted to ask her how I had hurt her so badly that she couldn't forgive me, that she had to go to such extremes to get back at me."Ethan doesn't like it when someone cuts their hair," Olivia said, as if trying to justify Ethan's behavior.I knew she was right. Ethan had a
Chapter nine.Alex’s POV.I gazed at Evelyn's picture, my fingers drumming against my desk as I twirled my pen. It was only a matter of time before I achieved my plan and Evelyn is important to its success.That's why I made sure she survived that accident. If anyone could kill her, it was me. I'd been watching her every move since she ruined my life. I knew everything about her - her marriage, her happiness, her every step.As I watched her live her life, I seethed with anger. Every day, I suffered because of her mistake. I wanted revenge, but I waited for the perfect moment to strike. And then, I discovered that her husband was trying to kill her. I had my secretary inform Evelyn that her husband was trying to kill her, but she was already in the car and got into an accident. Luckily, I was in the area and "saved" her.How could she think of dying after ruining my life? I took her to the hospital, and when I heard she lost her memories, I was momentarily thrilled. I thought I c
Chapter ten.Evelyn's POV.I wondered what kind of person Alex was? No single empathy. How could I tell him that Ethan was married to someone else and he just shrugged it off like it was no big deal? It wasn't his fault, really - he was just lucky I needed his help.I just need to get done with this so we don't cross paths. Also there was no way I could keep paying him now that we were partners.I pushed open the front door, removed my coat, and dropped it on the chair. Earlier, when Ethan left for work, I told Olivia I wanted to go for a stroll. She offered to follow me, but I declined, knowing I was actually heading to Alex's office.Now, feeling exhausted, I decided to take a rest. As I passed Ethan's room, I was startled by a woman's cry of pain.Immidiately I pressed my ears against the door and listened to the sound, confirming it was coming from Olivia. And then I heard Ethan's voice. I couldn't help but glance at my wristwatch. It was past twelve and he was back way too ear
Chapter Eleven.Evelyn's POV."Evelyn, are you okay? "Olivia's voice broke my trance.I hesitated, forcing myself to focus on her. "Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, trying to sound casual.Olivia nodded, eyeing me skeptically. "You seem lost in thought, staring at your phone."I chuckled awkwardly, trying to brush it off. "It's nothing, really."But my mind was still reeling from the message I'd just received. Alex wanted to go on a date? It made no sense. We weren't even friends. What could he possibly achieve from this? If I said no, then he won't help me out, but if I said yes how am I going to discard Olivia and Ethan?I'm stuck in this house with these bastards. As I sat there, pretending to listen to Olivia's chatter, my mind was racing.Olivia said, "Let me leave you to rest. If you need anything, let me know." I nodded and forced a smile, saying "Thank you." She closed the door, and I collapsed onto the bed, letting out a tired sigh. I was frustrated that Alex was causing me mo
Chapter twelve.Evelyn's POV.I turned around, holding my breath, and I saw Ethan staring at me standing. "Stay," he mutered. “Don't leave me Olivia.” I let out a sigh of relief as I realized he was sleepwalking.I approached him and slapped him, snapping him out of his somnambulant state. He crashed to the ground. "Bastard," I hissed, my anger boiling over.I kicked him, my eyes blazing with hatred. I detested him with every fiber of my being. I wished I could finish him off right then, but I needed to teach him and Olivia a lesson.I walked past him and Olivia, I paused, turned back, and stood over Olivia. With a swift motion, I slapped her, the sound echoing through the room. "Fool," I spat. If I didn't need to teach these morons a lesson, I would have suffocated them to death. But that would be too easy.Just then my phone buzzed with a text from Alex, asking where I was. I took a deep breath, adjusted my clothes, and stepped out of the mansion gate. I made my way to the slee
Chapter thirteen.Evelyn's POV.I woke up with a pounding headache, the result of a sleepless night spent trying to crack my brain on Alex's motives. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was missing something. Eventually, I concluded that I might be overthinking everything.I pushed aside my concerns and began my morning routine. After a refreshing shower, I slipped into a sky-blue trouser and a matching suit. I let my hair fall loosely around my shoulders and grabbed my purse.As I walked out of my room, Ethan and Olivia looked up, their eyes fixed on me. Ethan's gaze lingered, and I could sense his admiration. I flipped my hair, flashing a smile, and watched as Olivia pinched him, prompting Ethan to quickly compose himself.I pretended not to notice the exchange and muttered a casual "good morning" as I walked past them to the dining table.Ethan followed, kissing my cheeks, and I could feel Olivia's eyes on us. As much as I wanted to push Ethan away, I
Chapter thirty five.Evelyn's POV.I couldn't believe what Alex had said. If my dad had pressed charges against his family for money laundering and drugs, it meant they were guilty. I couldn't defend someone who had committed such crimes. That would make me no better than Ethan and Olivia.Moreover, my dad had brought the charges, and Alex was expecting me to call him a liar. That was something I couldn't do.I slammed my hands against the wall, cursing my own stupidity. "Damn it!" I exclaimed, wincing in pain. Defending Alex would ruin my law firm's reputation - too much was at stake.I had to get out. Taking a deep breath, I headed to the window. The second-floor drop was risky, but I didn't care. Staying with Alex was already a nightmare.I closed my eyes, feeling a wave of desperation. Could I ever find happiness? It seemed like every time I thought I could, something came crashing down. I was allergic to happiness, it seemed. With a surge of anger, I prepared to make my escape.
Chapter thirty four.Alex's POV.Her face turned cold, and I chuckled. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" I asked, but she remained silent, staring at me. I continued, "I'm only asking you to defend me for money laundering and drugs. Why are you acting like I'm proposing?"Her expression changed, and she finally spoke up. "Did you get involved in money laundering and drugs?" she asked.I nodded. "Yes, I did. And there's evidence, thanks to your father," I said, my anger rising.She looked confused. "My father? What does he have to do with this?" she asked.I wanted to confront her about her father's past actions, which had ruined my family. But I bit my tongue, knowing this wasn't the time for banters."Your father didn't get the facts straight," I said, my anger boiling over. "He accused my family of money laundering and drugs, pressed charges, and manipulated the outcome. We were wrongly convicted."As expected, she defended her father, saying; “My father would never lie. He's a
Chapter thirty three.Evelyn's POV.I groaned, slowly opening my eyes. My head felt heavy, and I shut them again, trying to shake off the haze. When I opened them again, everything was blurry. I closed my eyes once more and tried again, this time focusing slowly.As my vision cleared, I struggled to sit up, looking around the unfamiliar room. It didn't resemble my room or Ethan's. This room was larger, painted a soft pink, with white curtains.My gaze wandered to the king-size bed, which was also pink, including the bedsheets. The dressing table matched the pink theme. For a moment, I thought my drunkenness was playing tricks on me. I closed my eyes and opened them again – everything still looked the same."Where am I?" I wondered, feeling a surge of panic. I can't remember anything from yesterday aside me going home after the court case.I wanted to call out for help, but a part of me suspected I might be kidnapped, and alerting whoever was holding me might not be the best idea.I
Chapter thirty two.Alex’s POV."Evelyn," I said, but before I could process anything, she pressed her lips to mine.I gasped in surprise and pulled away immediately. What's happening? Evelyn laughed, clearly drunk, and leaned in to kiss me again. "Evelyn, stop," I said firmly.But she shook her head, her eyes welling up with tears. "No, I won't," she slurred.She began to sob, her words tumbling out in a despairing whisper. "No one likes me... everyone hates me."I tried to comfort her, opening my arms. "Shh, Evelyn, come closer."But she flinched away, still crying. I wished she wouldn't drink so much ."Evelyn, stop crying," I said, trying to sound firm, but it came out more like a plea. I had more important things to do, but I was stuck here with her.I pulled her close and hugged her, patting her back. "I'm here, I don't hate you," I said softly.But as soon as the words left my lips, she pulled away, her face twisted in a frown. "You hate me. You're always grumpy, your face
Chapter thirty one.Evelyn's POV.As Olivia ranted on, she didn't notice the police officers sneaking up behind her. I caught her attention with a mischievous smile, gesturing for her to turn around. Her eyes widened as she took in the scene, and she flinched when she saw the officers.The officers swiftly handcuffed her, announcing, "You're under arrest for being an accomplice to attempted murder." Olivia's eyes darted to me, her face contorted in shock and anger."Evelyn, you did—" she began, but her voice trailed off as I smiled smugly. "Yes, I pressed the charges," I said, my voice calm and collected.Olivia's face turned red with rage as she snarled, "You betrayed me!" She lunged forward, trying to reach me, but the officers pulled her back.I stared at her, my smile unwavering. "This is what betrayal tastes like, darling," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Why are you complaining? I just gave you a taste of your own medicine.”Olivia's face contorted in rage as she hurled
Chapter thirty.Evelyn's POV.My heart was racing as I stared at the judge, my hands clasped together in anticipation. The judge began to speak, "With all the evidence presented from both parties, I hereby declare..." He paused, looking at us, and I held my breath. "Mr. Ethan Blackwood..." He trailed off again, and I swallowed hard, closing my eyes.The judge continued, "Mr. Ethan Blackwood, guilty." I let out a loud cry of joy and rushed to Alex, hugging him tightly. "I did it! I did it! I did it!" I exclaimed, and he held me close.The judge slammed his gavel, shouting, "Order! Order! Order!" I released Alex and returned to my seat.The judge continued, "Mr. Ethan Blackwood is guilty of attempted murder and theft. However, regarding the bigamy charge, due to hospital records indicating Evelyn Blackwood's memory loss and lack of concrete evidence, he is acquitted of that count.”I nodded, trying to hold back tears. Although I wanted Ethan to face punishment for bigamy, I was satis
Chapter twenty nine.Evelyn's POV.Two weeks later.Two weeks had passed since I submitted my application to the court, and I'd received the notice three days ago. Today was the day of the hearing, and I had decided to represent myself.I took a deep breath as I put on my wig and stepped out of the mansion. Alex was waiting for me."Got all your evidence?" he asked.I nodded. "Yes, everything's ready."As we drove to the court, my heart beat faster. This was the toughest thing I'd ever done – defending a case like this, especially since Ethan was once the person I loved.When we arrived at the court, Alex whispered, "You can do this."I nodded, and we stepped out of the car, surrounded by reporters."How do you feel about this?" one of them asked."What if your husband is innocent?" one of the reporters asked.Alex's guard pushed the press aside as Alex held my hand tightly, leading me to the courtroom. Once inside, Alex gave me a reassuring smile, and I smiled back before taking my s
Chapter twenty Eight.Evelyn's POV.Ethan struggled against the police, saying, "Evelyn, tell them the truth! I didn't try to kill you!" But I just watched him, thinking about how hard it had been for me to deal with him until now. Finally, the whole world got to see his true side.As I watched Ethan plead with me, I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders. I looked up to see Alex, who was gently rubbing my back. I tried to smile, but inside, I was shaking. I didn't want to worry Alex, who had already warned me not to do this because of my health."But what can I do? This is a murder case; I need evidence, not emotions. But now, everything had changed. The whole scene had unfolded in public, and everyone had witnessed it. This was all the evidence I needed.As I stood there, everything around me began to blur. I stumbled, my hands rising to my head. The last thing I heard was Alex screaming my name: "Evelyn!" Then, everything went black.I groaned, struggling to open my eyes. My eyel
Chapter twenty seven.Evelyn’s POV.The day of my plan's execution had finally arrived. Alex texted me that he was on his way to the location. Ethan, oblivious to what was about to unfold, assured me that everything was ready.As we prepared to leave, I double-checked with Ethan to make sure he had packed all my essentials. "Darling, everything is ready," he said, closing the car door. "Are you sure? Did you carry my water bottle? My hat? My...?"Ethan cut me off, smiling. "You worry too much. I already got them."I chuckled, trying to appear nonchalant. "You can't blame me."Ethan kissed my cheeks, and I let him, knowing that in less than five hours, he would be behind bars.We arrived at the crowded meet-and-greet event for A-list celebrities, which was being held near a water area. I had chosen to attend the concert because of the location, intending to use it to my advantage.As we navigated through the crowd, Ethan whispered, "I hate crowds."I smiled, taking my hat and water