Chapter 221
He believed them.
Whatever Summer and Dora said at the hospital, whatever he saw, whatever he convinced himself of, in the end he believed it.
He believed she had taken the child.
“Where is the baby?”
His voice had lost even the last trace of patience.
All he wanted now was to find the child. No one knew how close he’d been to tearing the whole world apart on the drive back.
He couldn’t let anything happen to that baby.
Not like this.
Not after she’d been taken right under his nose.
Stella closed her eyes. “I don’t know.”
The sharpness she’d had earlier, when she snapped back at Summer and Dora on the phone, was suddenly
gone.
That was what things had become between her and Evan now.
Exhausting.
Even speaking to him felt exhausting.
Ever since this all started, he had believed nothing she said.
When she miscarried, he called it her period.
Now a child was missing, and he had decided she took her.
She didn’t need to explain.
Didn’t need to defend herself.
He would never believe her anyway.
“Stella!”
His voice dropped lower, edged with gritted teeth.
She opened her eyes and looked at him. “Evan…”
But after saying his name, she stopped.
She met his dark, dangerous gaze.
She had seen that look before.
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Back then, he wore it for enemies.
Now he was looking at het that way.
A cold, bitter smile touched her lips. “You’ve never really believed me, have you?”
Evan said nothing.
“When you were pursuing me, you believed everything I said. But ever since I married you…”
She shrugged, then slowly shook her head.
“Ever since we got married, the second something involved your family, you stopped believing me.”
Between the Wright family and her, he had always chosen the Wright family.
“I still don’t know how they pulled it off, but somehow they convinced you I was never pregnant. That I never miscarried.’
The word miscarried struck Evan straight in the chest.
For a moment, he couldn’t breathe.
“And now Summer’s child is missing. Whatever happened, somehow it’s me again.”
There was a mocking edge in her voice now.
As long as something bad happened, if the Wright family wanted to pin it on her, Evan would believe them.
Not just believe them.
Believe them without even letting her defend herself.
That was how much faith he had.
Evan took another drag from his cigarette. “The person who took the child was from Eirden.”
Stella went still.
He bit out the word Eirden like it alone was proof of her guilt.
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She gave a short, humorless laugh. “An Eirden man? So because I had people from Eirden around me before, that means it was mine?”
Evan fell silent.
Was it?
No. The man in the footage wasn’t one of the people who had been with Stella before.
But then why was it someone from Eirden?
Wasn’t that because of her?
He took another drag. “If the baby isn’t back at the hospital by morning, this goes to the police.”
Stella looked at him. “What does that mean? You’re going to send me to prison yourself?”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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