Chapter 383

When Evangeline saw Walter hurt, the ache that hit her heart was like a sucker punch—unexpected and impossible to shake off.

She questioned herself, was she really nagging for Walter's sake?

However, then, she locked eyes with Walter's, which were deep pools of smoldering anger.

"Evangeline, is there anything else you're dying to tell me?" asked Walter, disbelief etched across his face.

He could not wrap his head around it. She was so gentle when she touched his face, so caring in every little thing she did for him. So why did her words sting like there was not a shred of softness in them?

"Huh?" Evangeline blinked, her hand freezing mid-wipe. "Is there supposed to be something else?"

What more could she possibly have to say to Walter at that point?

Right then, the click-clack of high heels on the wooden floor outside grew louder and more insistent, step by step.

Just as the footsteps stopped, the person they belonged to had already made it to their room.

"Evangeline, what bri