Her fifth daughter died, so she deleted his bloodline. novel Chapter 36

Chapter 4

They went at it until late. Morning light showed everything, clothes everywhere, wrappers, the works.

My favorite sheets. Wrinkled. Stained.

The housekeeper stood in the doorway, awkward, not knowing where to look.

I glanced. Felt nothing.

“Throw it all out.”

Tiffany was feeding Jon milk, marks on her neck. “Sorry about the mess,

Evie.”

I kept tending my plants on the balcony. Didn’t answer.

Before, every time he brought someone home, I’d be sick for hours.

Now? Nothing. It was almost… freeing.

Jon didn’t like my silence. He tried again, almost pouty. “That pendant I gave you.

Where is it?”

My hands paused on the plant.

Just for a second.

I put down the shears, got the box. Opened it.

Inside, a jade pendant. Phoenix design.

He’d given it to me when we first got together. “Family heirloom, Evie. For Hartwell

wives.”

I’d treasured it for ten years, Kept it perfect.

Now I put it in Tiffany’s hands.

“Jon’s right. This suits you.”

His face went dark. He crushed his glass without meaning to.

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family’s a joke? Letting some club rat touch her stuff?”

He grabbed Jon’s collar. Slapped him. Twice.

Jon spit blood. Barely conscious. “You got it wrong. Alex, she didn’t want them anymore. I gave them to Tiffany.”

Alex laughed. No humor. “Don’t call me that. You don’t

get to.”

“Didn’t want them? Then why was she wearing nothing when I found her? Freezing to

death in an underpass?”

His voice broke.

“I gave you my sister. Not for this. Not to turn her into a joke.”

Jon tried to fight back. “No one was laughing at her. You can’t just…”

Alex threw papers at his face.

Headlines. My name. Every single one.

Jon went pale. Quiet.

Alex grabbed his hair. “My lawyers will contact you. Evie’s divorcing you.”

“I’m taking her home. You’ll never touch her again.”

He walked out.

The guys closed in. Broke Jon’s leg.

His scream echoed.

“Feel better?” Alex was waiting for praise, chin up.

My eyes stung. When was the last time someone fought for me?

“Yeah. You’re the best, Alex.”

Snow fell outside.

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But I was warm.

When this was over, I was never coming back to this frozen place.

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My clothes. My money. My phone. My ID.

Nothing.

Silence. Snow.

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