After enduring a whirlwind of events, Evangeline savored a restful night's sleep, a serenity she had not known for years.Her mother's voice and laughter were slowly fading from memory. She clung to her mother's photographs, terrified of forgetting the precious moments they shared.Gazing around her childhood home, the bedroom she knew so well, her once-distant memories sharpened into focus, drawing her nearer to her mother's essence.The house was theirs alone at last.At the crack of dawn, assistant Wade showed up at Evangeline's new place, armed with the day's necessary paperwork.Wade surveyed the house, which Evangeline had lovingly restored to its former childhood charm, cozy and tasteful."What caught your eye?" Evangeline inquired, noticing Wade's curious gaze."Just picturing you growing up here. Beats a hotel stay any day. That family sure got more than their money's worth over the years." Wade had learned of Andrew's misdeeds and could not help but feel outraged for E
"Mrs. Cook, is Walter at home?" asked Evangeline as she pulled Alice to the side, out of view of the security cameras.Alice could see the worry in Evangeline's eyes and reassured her, "The young master's not here. There's been some trouble at the company, and he's been so tied up that he hasn't been home in ages. You came to check on Mr. Gordon, didn't you?"Let's go inside, it's fine. Mr. Gordon often mentions you. He was so distressed when he heard about your divorce that he fell ill. Dr. Lawson just left a little while ago." Alice shared the latest news as she led Evangeline into the house.Evangeline reluctantly trailed behind her into the house.In the living room, Aria lounged on the couch, her eyes glued to her smartphone. Her gaze snapped up as they walked in, a mix of surprise and annoyance crossing her features."Alice, after all these years with the Gordons, you know better. What's with dragging in every random person? Are you trying to get fired?"Alice, who was not
Trey's illness had taken a toll on his appetite. Evangeline made him some oatmeal and carefully fed him, then gently washed his hands and face. By the time she was done, it was already the middle of the night.Once Trey was sound asleep, Evangeline could finally relax. She headed to her old room to wind down.After a quick wash, she was so wiped out that she passed out the moment her head hit the pillow.…Walter got in from the airport well after midnight, worn out from his trip and a nasty stomach bug. He barely made it to his bed before collapsing.Then, out of nowhere, he caught a whiff of something familiar.It was Evangeline's signature scent.Was he so tired he was hallucinating, or was her scent really lingering in the room?His fingers brushed against something unexpectedly soft, and without thinking, he gave it a gentle squeeze.Evangeline, who had been sound asleep, woke up with a start, her hand flying to her face as she cried out. She had been dreaming that a mons
Evangeline was left fuming, punching the pillow in frustration. "Great timing, as always. It's like fate loves to throw us together at the worst times."The next morning, Evangeline was up with the dawn, helping Alice whip up a pumpkin pie for Trey. He was not feeling great, but he managed to eat quite a bit, cheered by Evangeline's kindness, and seemed a little brighter for it.Afterward, Evangeline wheeled him out for a stroll in the garden.The last whispers of winter had finally retreated, and the morning sun wrapped the world in a cozy warmth. Tulips danced in the garden's gentle breeze, their colors a vivid tapestry. Evangeline and Trey were lost in easy conversation, their laughter mingling with the cheerful chatter of their video with Trey. It was one of those perfect, tranquil moments.However, tranquility shattered as they rounded the garden's rocky outcrop. There, a few faces soured Evangeline's mood in an instant.Walter and Julia sat in the gazebo, deep in discussion.
Evangeline was at a loss as she watched the unfolding drama.Has Walter lost his mind? He should be backing up his mother, his future mother-in-law, and his girlfriend, not defending her from his mother's wrath."Walter, what are you doing? I need to put her in her place! She's been spewing lies online, and now she's here, parading around like she owns the place. If we don't put her in her place, she'll think she can walk all over the Gordon family!" chastised Aria."Mom, Evangeline and I aren't divorced. So technically, she kind of does have a stake in the Gordon family," Walter retorted.As Walter watched, he began to see the struggles Evangeline had faced in the first three years of their marriage and started to grasp why she had turned out the way she had.A wave of regret washed over him.If he had been too late in the past, his chance to make amends had finally come."Walter, has she cast some kind of spell on you? She's been outright rude to your family, hurling insults a
Walter had just wrapped up some work when Caden called him to 'hang out'. Walter had been feeling on edge lately, so he agreed to meet at the swanky Golden Grand Hotel.Caden was buzzing in their get-together, while Walter looked like he could use a week's sleep."You're looking pretty chipper. Hit the jackpot recently?" Walter asked, noticing Caden's gusto, a far cry from his usual nitpicking self. Back in the day, Caden would make the chef check the temperature of his egg custard, not too hot, not too cold."Man, I joined this college student-run amateur racing team. It's like a scene straight out of a movie, all these gorgeous gals around. Makes me feel like I'm back in the college groove, all pumped up," said Caden with a grin."Come on, you know that's risky business. Your folks would flip if they knew," said Walter, trying to talk some sense into him."Hey, keep it on the down-low, will you? You're the only one in the loop. I'm planning to ride this wave a little longer." Ca
Ms. Foster's captivating gaze narrowed at Walter's words, her tone icy. "Who did you think I was?"He had burst in with erratic steps and an urgent voice, a far cry from his usual poise.Ms. Foster felt a flutter of curiosity, waiting in silence for his reply.Walter, finally composed, eyed the woman before him with suspicion. Finding no giveaway, he answered with a chill, "It's nothing, just a case of mistaken identity..."Her hand clenched beneath the table.A case of mistaken identity?Fine, just fine!She had expected nothing less than disdain from that man.Ms. Foster's anger rose, but her smile was alluring. Her eyes, however, betrayed a deep chill.She gave him a frosty look. "Next time, Mr. Walter Gordon, make sure you take a good look before you bother someone. It's quite rude, don't you think?"Walter was momentarily lost for words, caught off-guard by her rebuke."You know who I am?" he asked, a crease forming between his brows, picking up on the inconsistency.M
Walter was fuming when suddenly, he got a text from the villa's butler.[Madam's back.]That brief message made him scowl. What was she up to all the time?He fired up the car, and it zoomed off like a shot, his every move seething with anger.When Walter got back to the villa, the butler said Evangeline had retired to her room. He did not hesitate and bolted up to the second-floor bedroom."Evangeline, get out here!"Evangeline was calmly organizing her desk. She paused when she heard the commotion, but she then resumed her task, blatantly ignoring Walter.Walter burst through the bedroom door, his sharp eyes zeroing in on Evangeline.That same white dress, that familiar silhouette.The way that woman had smiled and frowned in the private room earlier that day was flashing before Walter's eyes, and he could not help but compare her to Evangeline.Evangeline shot him a look. "What's your problem? If it's nothing, leave. I need to shower!"Walter's lips tightened, and he took