Chapter 61
Evan irritably grabbed the bottle again and poured himself another drink.
Stella’s voice was steady.
“Two years ago… Whether she meant to or not, I lost my child because of her.”
“And at your parents’ estate, she pushed me. Evan, one thing after another-”
“You’re saying she pushed you and caused the miscarriage?” he cut in.
There was mockery in his tone.
Stella had been about to ask whether Summer had drawn that design herself, stroke by stroke as if she wouldn’t know.
But hearing the disbelief in his voice, she suddenly felt there was nothing left to say.
Evan continued, “The design situation wasn’t her fault.”
Stella looked at him.
“It wasn’t?”
“She had a project submission at the time,” he said. “It required something that tied into your design. I told her to use it.”
“You told her to use it?” Stella’s anger flared again. “On what authority? Was it your design?”
“It was just a design,” he said dismissively. “Was it that important to you?”
“And you didn’t even care at the time.”
Silence fell between them.
Stella stared at him and realized something cold.
She had never really known this man.
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“Just a design?” she repeated softly. “I almost died in that mudslide. And you’re telling me it was just a design?”
“You think I didn’t care? Who are you to decide what mattered to me?”
So because she married him, he got to decide what she valued?
What she felt?
She didn’t want to say another word.
At the mention of the mudslide, something flickered in Evan’s expression.
He remembered finding her in the hospital.
Covered in mud.
Chapter 67
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Barely conscious.
He had been so furious he didn’t speak to her for days.
Stella stood and walked toward the door.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he demanded.
She ignored him.
But the moment she opened the front door, she froze.
Several bodyguards stood outside.
As she stepped forward, two of them shifted – silent walls blocking her path.
She turned slowly.
“What is this?”
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“Summer’s mother lands in Harbor City around nine tonight,” Evan said evenly. “While she’s here, you’re not leaving.”
“What if I insist?”
“Now is not the time for you to act out,” he said tightly. “You’ve already pushed things too far. She won’t let this go.”
His eyes accused her.
As if she were the unreasonable one.
Stella gave a soft laugh.
“Ruby Bailey, right? Harbor City’s infamous queen of the underworld.”
The nickname had followed Ruby for years.
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