All Chapters of Evelyn Wyatt: The Vindicated Wife : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

EVELYN’S POV:After Leonard’s call, I felt restless. My heart wouldn’t stop pounding. Lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, I couldn’t shake off anxiety that gnawed at me. Just when I thought I might drift into some semblance of peace, my phone buzzed. Dana’s name appeared across the screen. Reluctantly I answered the call. Her tone on the line was urgent, a desperate edge in her voice.“She was outside at my gateWhy” I asked to myself. But I shrugged my shoulders and decided to check on her.Reluctantly, I left my phone on the bed and stepped outside to meet her.As I walked out different thoughts ran through my mind.“This might be a trap Evelyn.” I warned myself But curiosity got the best of me.Dana stood by a car which was filled with luggage and stuff, tears streaking her face. I hadn't seen her cry before, but this wasn’t just sadness; it was desperation. Her voice broke as she spoke.“Evelyn, I’ve done horrible things to you even what you can't think of,” she began, her s

EVELYN'S POVI lay naked on the bed, facing away from Leonard. My head was buried in the pillow as he slowly rubbed my back, moving his hands from my neck to my legs. His touch sent shivers down my spine, and I tried to suppress the sensations building inside me. I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer, but I tried anyway.Carefully, Leonard applied oil to his hands and began massaging every part of my body. I gasped softly when his fingers brushed my thigh, a spark of electricity shooting through me. When he finished massaging my back, he gently flipped me over so I could face him. My breaths quickened as I felt his hot breath just inches from my skin.He leaned closer, and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, then resumed massaging me. Leaving me wanting more. Like a professional, he seemed to ignore the tension and feelings I was experiencing. When he finally finished, he returned the massage oil. My nerves were calmer now, and my body felt refreshed. Leonard came back to

EVELYN’S POV:The moment the door clicked shut behind him, I rushed upstairs, quietly tiptoeing as I neared Leonard’s room. I didn’t know why, but my curiosity burned—what was Leonard up to?As I approached, I caught snippets of his conversation through the slightly open door.“Listen, Mr. Watt,” Leonard’s voice was calm and firm, “by next week, everything will be sorted out. You’ll have your meeting with her. I promise you won’t regret this. Evelyn’s sharp, and you’ll gain so much from collaborating with the company. You just need to give us a bit more time. I know there’ve been delays, but trust me—right now, she’s not fit for an official meeting.”It hit me like a wave. Leonard had been managing my schedule, helping me when I couldn’t help myself. Mr. Watt should’ve been furious over these constant delays, but he wasn’t—because of Leonard. He’d been standing in the gap for me, silently ensuring things didn’t fall apart. But, I wondered if this was the reason behind Leonard's react

EVELYN’S POV:We walked out of the restaurant, the crowd still waiting outside. I tried to hide my tear-streaked face as we passed through them. When we reached the car, Leonard opened the door for me. I entered, and he followed. And he ordered the driver to move the car.The only sound in the car was the soft hum of the engine and my quiet sobs. How could I have known that Leonard was only taking me for a ride and would eventually break my heart? Caleb was right all along. I remembered his warning, how he’d told me to be careful. Even though we were not cool, I regretted not listening to him.Tears continued to flow as helplessness overwhelmed me."Evelyn, this isn’t what you think. Please let me explain," Leonard pleaded, his voice calm yet desperate.His words only fueled my anger. "Please, Leonard, take me home and spare me the lies. You never even asked me out officially! I only assumed things. How foolish could I have been?" I said, my voice trembling through my tears."Evelyn,

EVELYN’S POV:He paused, his gaze piercing mine as though he was waiting for permission to speak. His intensity was palpable, but I said nothing. I just stood there, staring at him, my emotions swirling in a confusing storm of anger, hurt, and vulnerability.Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit me, and I barely made it to the bathroom in time before throwing up. My stomach churned violently, and tears streamed down my face as my body heaved. Leonard appeared moments later, crouching by my side. He helped me clean up without saying a word, his hands steady and comforting.“I’ll be fine,” I murmured, my voice hoarse. “Just… excuse me for a moment. I need to take a bath.”He nodded and left the bathroom, giving me the privacy I needed. The cold water from the shower was both soothing and shocking, washing away some of the emotional turmoil, if only temporarily. I took my time, letting the water cleanse me physically and emotionally.When I stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, I not