All Chapters of Unmasking the Heiress: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Walter had heard every harsh word Julia's family had thrown. There was no way he could ignore it.All that, and he stood by her side, shielding her from more harm. The unspoken truth of his loyalty did not need to be spelled out.Evangeline's eyes glistened with unshed tears, and as she looked at Walter, a wave of emotion washed over her, burying both her tears and the last bits of her daydreams about him.She wanted to confront him, to ask, "Walter, does Julia mean that much to you? And what about me? Am I just someone you spent one night with?"The words would not come, however.Her pride, the pride of the Foster family's darling daughter, had been crushed once when she pressured Walter into marriage. She could not let it happen again.Evangeline inhaled sharply, her face a mask of frost, her eyes glinting like ice. "Give me Julia, and I'll disappear."Julia's actions were beyond forgiveness.Evangeline might not have cared what Walter thought. However, she wanted Julia to pa

After a night's exploration, Walter knew every sensitive spot on Evangeline's body.With just a gentle touch in the right place, he could make her catch her breath.Evangeline lay there, her body rigid and tense, gasping for air like a fish out of water.Walter, however, was not satisfied. He wanted her to plead with him.His actions grew more daring, his fingers boldly probing, stirring up a storm within Evangeline's mind.A soft moan broke through the silence, Evangeline clapped a hand over her mouth as if shocked by her own reaction.What was happening to her? She felt pleasure from Walter's touch!"Stop it, Walter, you're making me sick!" Her body instinctively fought back, trying to protect itself from his unwelcome advances.Evangeline fought back against Walter with a flurry of punches and kicks, even targeting his weak spots.When one of her kicks missed its mark, Walter's patience, already hanging by a thread, snapped. He flipped her over with a swift move and the nex

'Oh Evangeline, what's become of you? You are the Foster family's darling girl! How did you end up in such a mess?'Tears traced paths down her cheeks, dripping off her chin and soaking her thighs. Evangeline could not keep up with them, eventually stopping trying and letting the tears fall freely.A phrase she had once scrolled past online flashed through her mind."If being with someone doesn't make you happy, then maybe that relationship was never meant to be."Evangeline knew deep down, even if she could not face it: Marrying Walter, against her grandfather and uncles' advice, was a colossal mistake.Out of nowhere, the click of a key in the lock snapped her back to reality.The door swung open, and there was Walter, slipping a tube of white cream into his pocket as he walked in.She could not stand the sight of him, the guy who had brought her nothing but grief. She turned away, staring out the window instead.Walter, cool as ever, just moved to stand in front of the windo

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

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