Evangeline could never have imagined that after all the pain Walter had caused her, he still had the audacity to want more from her.The strength between a man and a woman was too uneven, however. Even though Evangeline's shove took him by surprise, Walter quickly steadied himself and began to peel off the pants she had just managed to put on.Evangeline's skin prickled with the anticipation of the agony that was to come."You've hurt me twice already! My legs are throbbing with pain..."She fought desperately against Walter's iron grip.Then, with a sudden squeeze of his strong arms that almost sounded like a plea, Walter urged, "Don't move! Let me check."His voice had been gentle, and his commanding touch had been careful not to hurt her, yet Evangeline's trust had long been gone."The best thing you can do for me is to keep your distance!"To Evangeline, keeping away from someone who seemed ready to pounce at any moment had been the only safe option.The more she squirmed,
Walter's tone took a sharp turn, a sly grin spreading across his face. "And as for you..." His eyes roamed over her with a look that made her skin crawl. "Given how much I'm enjoying your company these days, being stuck in bed would be getting off easy."Evangeline's mouth twisted in disgust. Stuck in bed was getting off easy? Was he implying she might end up dead? The thought sent shivers down her spine. She had heard of guys overdoing it and kicking the bucket, but was that a thing for women too?"Oh, and drop the birth control," he continued, oblivious to her discomfort. "You've been dying to have my baby, right? Well, wish granted. No more acting. If you get pregnant quickly, it'll put your grandpa's mind at rest. Who knows, without those pills, you might just get lucky this time."The mention of her sick grandfather squeezed her heart with guilt. His dearest wish was to see his great-grandchild. Evangeline was too used to clashing with Walter, and she could not help but hit bac
Walter's insistence had almost been comical to Evangeline.Really? Did she have to drink the chicken soup just because Aria had gone to all that effort?Once more, she raised her hand and pushed the bowl away, her strength catching Walter off guard."I said no, and I meant it. Besides, we're in the middle of a divorce. In the eyes of the law, Mdm. Gordon and I are nothing more than strangers."Evangeline knew Walter was smart enough to understand this, so she spared herself the harsh words.Just then, Wade burst through the door, led by the Gordon family's servant. He spotted Evangeline, pale and disheveled on the couch."Miss, what's wrong?" He was at her side in a heartbeat, understanding the situation without needing a word.Walter found himself staring into eyes brimming with animosity."Mr. Walter Gordon, you're the one responsible for my lady's condition, aren't you? Deliberate injury is a crime, and the Fosters won’t just stand by… But this isn't just about the Fosters!"
Back in her room, on the big, familiar bed, Evangeline—fresh from a bath and feeling utterly drained—dragged her damp hair and flopped down onto the sofa.The sting from earlier had lessened after cleaning up, yet it still throbbed a little.None of that seemed to matter at this moment, however.The most crucial item on her list was… The birth control pills.Evangeline rummaged through her bag with a jolt of urgency.The last time she visited the clinic, worried that a single pack of pills might not cut it, she got two.Looking back, she patted herself on the back for that smart move. Otherwise, she would be scrambling to the store for it.As she pulled out the pillbox, her eyes caught sight of a familiar tube.She perked up, her brow knitting in puzzlement.Was this not the cream Walter had given her, meant for her hurt sensitive spots?Twisting off the cap, she realized it was still sealed.She had no interest in owing Walter any favors, not even the smallest one. Nonethel
Sunnyville Cinemas was buzzing with activity, yet Evangeline stood out like a sore thumb. Clad in a simple gray dress, her face free of makeup, she waited impatiently at the entrance for her bestie, Roslyn.She kept checking her watch, and with each passing minute, her irritation grew. They were supposed to meet at 10 p.m., yet there was no sign of Roslyn even almost 30 minutes later.Without hesitation, Evangeline whipped out her phone and called Roslyn."Forget 'fashionably late,' you're just late! I've been standing out here forever freezing my butt off," she complained. "I could've watched paint dry by now!"The crowd ebbed and flowed inside the cinema, and there she was, feeling like a total dork, her face hidden behind a mask and a cap, bracing against the chilly breeze."Aw, Evie, don't be mad!" came Roslyn's sweet, apologetic voice over the phone. "I got caught up with my makeup... Oops, my bad! But look, I'm literally seconds away!"Something in Roslyn's tone did not sit
"Evie, you're acting super weird today. Are you keeping secrets from me?" Roslyn's gaze sharpened, silently waiting for Evangeline to tell the truth."Since when have I ever kept anything from you? And with the bond we share, why would I start now?" Evangeline, clueless about what was really going on, remained defiant.Roslyn was not in a rush to call her out, though. She casually flicked the movie tickets in her hand, deftly switching topics. "The movie starts in ten minutes. Let's get to the ticket check!"At that, Evangeline let out a huge sigh of relief.As long as Roslyn was not grilling her with that intense stare, she was content!While getting their tickets checked, Evangeline could not help but notice Roslyn's outfit was extra flashy today, and her makeup was on point, like she was ready for her close-up.If they were just here for a midnight flick to ogle some eye candy, Roslyn would not need to get all dolled up…"Roslyn, is there something special about this screenin
The thought jolted Evangeline, and she shook her head as if to clear it from a shock.She must have been losing it, seeing Walter's face in every crowd.Roslyn had already caught the troubled look on Evangeline's face, however.With the movie's soundtrack humming in the background, Roslyn playfully scolded, "Spill it, who did you dash off with at the Whiskey Barrel Pub that night? Leaving me by myself in the club, you almost killed me with worry!"Evangeline felt her irritation flare up at the memory. "What about you? I left, and you did not even bother to look for me?"If Roslyn had just looked for her that night, Evangeline was sure she could have avoided Walter's clutches and the injuries that followed."I..." Roslyn's lips turned down in a pout, a hint of hurt in her voice, "I had too much to drink that night. When the lights went out, I just crashed. My agent had to drag me out! I called you the moment I woke up, and your assistant told me you were together, so I stopped wor
"That's the one!""You were going to introduce me, remember? Roslyn, my savior, could you maybe..."The way he drew out the end of his sentence was tinged with urgency, but it was clear he was downright thirsty for talent.Roslyn had watched Matthew fret over finding a decent lyricist for years and figured it was time to lend a hand. So, she decided to set up an intro during a casual movie outing.Seeing his eagerness, Roslyn did not beat around the bush. "I was planning to introduce you guys anyway. Getting her to write for you, however, is not going to be a walk in the park."Let me lay it out straight: I will make the intro, and the rest is on you. Whether you can convince her to pen some lyrics, that is your gig.""I get it. If the work is good, she can name her price!"Matthew was not shy about pouring money into his music, especially when it came to a lyricist with serious chops.Alas…Roslyn waggled her finger in front of him. "My friend is the darling of the Foster fam