The surgery had been a marathon, and Dr. George's forehead was slick with sweat.Everyone crowded around him, desperate for news."Dr. George, how is my grandpa? Is he okay?"Evangeline's voice broke with worry."Don't worry, he's stable for now. We'll keep an eye on him for the next twenty-four hours. If all goes well, he'll have made it through the worst.""Thank you so much," said Evangeline, her tears giving way to a small smile of relief.Just then, the nurses rolled Cole out. Yale, with his brothers at his side, quickly took over, pushing Cole's bed toward his room.Evangeline did not even pause to look back at Dr. George. With a quick wave, she dashed off to follow the others.Dr. George gave a nod to Walter, who had not said a word the whole time, and then he walked away.The Foster family's five brothers were scattered around the spacious hospital room, some sitting, some standing. They silently hovered around Cole's bed.Evangeline's gaze fell on Cole, once so full
"Grandpa Cole is in this state because of the buzz about me and Walter splitting up. How can we save it now?"Evangeline's mind was a total blank. She had no clue how to soften the blow for Cole.Her five uncles all fixed their gaze on her. Then, as if on cue, they all lowered their heads.Yale let out a deep sigh. "If he's already onto us, anything we do now is just spinning our wheels. Let's just... leave it."The worst had happened. What could they possibly do to turn things around?"Uh... Can I throw in my two cents?"Walter, who had not said a peep since he walked in, cleared his throat and finally piped up."Speak up."Evangeline shot Walter an annoyed look. Cole was on his deathbed, partly thanks to Walter, and she was not about to roll out the red carpet for him. She would rather he just spit out whatever he had to say and then vanish from Cole's room for good."He's in a bad state, and while I'm part of the reason, I'm more worried about you, his granddaughter, ending
Walter cut off Evangeline's caution with a cocky eyebrow lift. "Evangeline, you really think I'd have sleazy thoughts about you?"The kind of thoughts a husband had for his wife was considered sleazy? Were they not just part of the deal?For Evangeline, however, those words twisted into something else entirely as they reached her ears.She was just kidding herself all along. Walter had never really been into her. What could he possibly want with her if not just to blow off some steam?She raised her eyes slowly, meeting the gaze of her uncles.Holden, the most fiercely protective of the bunch, had tears welling up in his eyes. "Evie, if you're going to lie to Grandpa now, you've got to be ready to keep that lie going until his last day. Are you... sure about this?"Why did the Foster family's untouchable, regal princess keep getting tangled up with a guy like Walter, the town troublemaker?Holden wanted to convince Evangeline to shut down Walter's nonsense, to kick him out of he
Cole's words came out with difficulty, and Evangeline leaned in close to catch every sound. However, at the mention of that name, the tears she held back came streaming like a downpour.After Cole had a close call with death, his first worry was about her happiness in the years to come. A sharp pain clutched at her chest so fiercely that she could barely catch her breath.She could not let Cole see her struggle. Fighting the urge to press her hand against her chest, she tried to sound as calm as possible. "Grandpa, Walter and I are cool again, so you don't have to stress over us."Cole managed a weak wave of his hand and a scoff. "Don't kid me, I saw the video. You're splitting up, Evie, I know..." He paused, gasping for air, then added, "I know you're a good kid, and because you're so good, I can't stand the thought of my troubles messing up your shot at happiness..."It was clear Evangeline's reassurances were not convincing Cole.Walter moved closer, standing by her side, and c
In the room, Walter sat by Cole's hospital bed, ready to have a heart-to-heart conversation.Cole squared off with Walter, the grandson-in-law he had never quite approved of, and his voice was icy with disapproval."Spit it out if you've got something to say. You might not get another chance."When picking a husband for Evangeline, Cole never cared for family status or good looks. It was all about character.So what if Walter came from a fancy family? So what if he looked like he stepped out of a magazine? If he did not treat Evangeline right, he did not measure up to Cole's standards for a grandson-in-law, and Cole saw no reason to play nice.Walter was no fool; he could read between the lines of Cole's frosty words.Their conversation was a hair's breadth away from Cole showing him the door without saying it outright.However, for Evangeline's sake, Walter would stand his ground, even if it meant taking a metaphorical slap to the face."Grandpa, you might find what I'm about
"Walter, are you serious about all this?" At this point, all Cole wanted was Walter's word. He just could not bear the thought of entrusting Evangeline to him again without it.Walter did not even pause before nodding vigorously. "If I've told you a single lie today, I'm ready to face the worst you can throw at me!"Cole gave a casual wave of his hand. "If you've got the guts to say it, I've got the guts to believe it."He was not questioning Walter's honesty, but…It was a real head-scratcher how these two kids, obviously crazy about each other, just could not get their feelings to sync up."Need any help from your grandpa?"He knew better than to butt in on young love, but his heart ached to see them all lovey-dovey, and he could not help wanting to lend a hand."No need, Grandpa," Walter cut in quickly.Truth be told, Cole's eagerness for a great-grandson had been a huge help. As long as he did not have to vanish from Evangeline's life, he was over the moon with gratitude. H
Annoyance bubbled up inside Evangeline again. The mere thought of dealing with that scumbag Walter made her want to scream.Then, out of the blue, she thought of Lydia, who had been radio silent for way too long.Ever since Walter got better, Evangeline's life had been non-stop chaos. Lydia's situation had slipped her mind.With Cole sick and in the hospital, it seemed like the perfect time to swing by Lydia's room.Evangeline rounded the corner and found herself at Lydia's door.Lydia was out of the ICU already. Her vitals were stable, and she was not badly hurt, so she should have been awake.However, she was still out cold on the bed.Evangeline gave the middle-aged woman a quick look, then told the nurse, "This lady's pretty important. If she shows any sign of waking up, call me, okay?"She left her card and walked out without a backward glance.What she did not know was that right after she left, a chic figure in stilettos slipped into the room.The woman was tall and el
Evangeline noticed Walter first and gestured toward the dining table. "Two more dishes to go, but they'll be ready in a moment. Just hang tight a little longer."She looked like a devoted wife, so at ease with cooking and waiting for her husband to return from work that Walter felt like this had always been their routine."Sure."He was about to take a seat when Evangeline, with a touch of shyness, said, "Oh, I forgot to mention, you might want to wash your hands before we eat. It's just cleaner that way."Walter had beelined for the kitchen as soon as he got home, not pausing to wash up. Her gentle nudge took him back to his childhood—those days of playing hard and rushing home, only to be caught by his mom before he could attack the dinner table, all because he had not washed his hands.This time, it was not his mom's caring scold he faced, but his dear wife, Evangeline. A wave of warmth washed over him, and he struggled to find the words for how he felt. Her name, Evangeline, s