All Chapters of SCANDALOUS: MRS. SALAZAR: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 61Klein's mind was racing as he sped through the city streets, his eyes darting from the road to his phone, which lay on the passenger seat. He had been trying to reach Evangeline for what felt like hours but each call went straight to voicemail. The anxiety gnawed at him, each unanswered ring amplifying his fear. He needed to get to SNCLR quickly—Daphnie's threats had made it clear she wasn’t just planning to cause trouble; she might be looking to harm Evangeline, and he couldn't let that happen.The cars flashed past in a blur as Klein navigated the traffic with a frantic urgency. His grip tightened on the steering wheel, knuckles white as he pushed the car faster, weaving through the lanes with a reckless determination. The radio blared, but he barely noticed it, consumed entirely by thoughts of what could happen if he didn’t get there in time.As he approached the intersection leading to SNCLR, Klein’s eyes were fixed on the road ahead, searching for the quickest route. H

Chapter 63Evangeline sat in the sterile hospital room as the bedside lamp cast a warm light that created subtle patterns of shadow on the walls. It had been days since the accident, and Klein still hadn’t woken up. The doctors had done all they could, and now, all that was left was the agonizing wait. But Evangeline refused to leave his side. Exhaustion pressed heavily on her. She had let Lydia and a few more nannies babysit the triplets as she focused all her strength in taking care of Klein. Dark circles under her eyes became a testament to the sleepless nights she had endured, but she didn’t care. All that mattered was Klein.She dipped a clean towel into a basin of warm water, wringing it out carefully before gently wiping Klein’s face. Her movements were slow and deliberate, as if she feared that even the slightest pressure could cause him more pain. The rhythmic motion of the cloth against his skin was almost soothing, giving her something to focus on other than the endless wor

Chapter 65The next few days were a blur for Evangeline. As Klein's physical recovery progressed, the doctor finally advised that he could go home. Despite Klein's cold treatment, the hospital insisted he leave with Evangeline, his fiancée, and not with Daphnie. This only added to Evangeline's pain, as she endured his continued denial and rejection. When they finally arrived home, Lydia and a few babysitters were waiting with the triplets—Xander, Maxine, and Mikael. Klein was surprised as he sat in his wheelchair that was carefully pushed by Evangeline into the house. For a brief moment, there was a flicker of happiness in his eyes at the sight of the children. But just as quickly as it came, it vanished. Klein's expression darkened, and his voice dripped with disdain as he spoke words that shattered Evangeline's already fragile heart."I can't believe I had kids with you. Are they even mine?" he sneered, the disgust in his tone catching Evangeline off guard.She froze, her breath hi

Chapter 67That very night, as the moon cast a soft glow over the estate, Evangeline moved quietly through her room, carefully packing her belongings. The babies were sound asleep as their tiny breaths were the only sound breaking the stillness. Each item she placed in her suitcase felt like a weight being lifted from her shoulders, yet also a burden she knew she couldn’t fully escape.Evangeline was folding the last of the baby clothes when a soft knock interrupted her thoughts. "Evangeline?" Lydia's voice came through the door, gentle yet concerned.Recognizing Lydia, Evangeline hesitated for a moment, glancing at the suitcases and then at the door. She took a deep breath, knowing that she couldn’t hide her intentions from the woman who had been by her side through so much. "Come in, Lydia," she responded, her voice quiet but steady.When Lydia entered the room, her eyes immediately darted on the half-packed suitcases. The sight made her heart sink, and she looked up at Evangeline w

Chapter 69Klein had spent the entire night in restless anticipation, his mind racing with questions that had no answers. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. The house was too quiet, too empty. The presence he longed for, the one that had filled the space with warmth and life, was missing. He knew he had to see her—to see Evangeline—and make sure everything was as it should be.But when morning finally broke, it wasn’t Evangeline who descended the stairs. It was Lydia, moving with the same steady grace she always had, her expression calm, almost detached. Klein’s heart sank, replaced by a gnawing anxiety that he couldn’t quite place.“Where are the babies?” he asked, the words spilling out before he could stop them. The urgency in his voice was evident, as if he had been holding onto the question all night, waiting for this exact moment to ask it.Lydia paused, her hand hovering over the banister. “Babies? There are no babies, sir. Whatever do you mean?” H