The next day arrived quietly.
The first rays of sunlight slipped through the curtains, painting the bedroom in soft gold.
Evelyn stirred slowly, her lashes fluttering open as warmth surrounded her.
For a brief second, she did not move. She simply lay there, aware of the steady rise and fall of the body pressed against her back.
She smiled as Axel’s arm was wrapped firmly but warmly around her waist, holding her close even in his deep sleep. The warmth radiating from him felt comforting, solid, familiar.
Then, she turned her head slightly to look at him.
He was still soundly asleep.
Or so she thought.
She had no idea what time he returned last night. When she fell asleep, the bed had been empty. Now he was here, breathing evenly, his face relaxed in a way that only appeared when he was truly exhausted.
He must have come home very late.
Carefully, Evelyn tried to slip out of his embrace. She moved slowly, lifting his arm just enough to create space between them.
Before she could escape—
"Why are you awake?" His hoarse morning voice brushed against her ear. "It’s still early."
Evelyn froze.
She turned her head quickly, only to see his eyes still closed.
"Did I wake you?" she asked softly, shifting to face him fully.
Their bodies were close. She could feel the warmth of his bare skin beneath the soft blanket, steady and reassuring.
"No," he murmured. "I already woke up. And I woke up on my own."
His eyes opened slowly, revealing that sleepy gaze that somehow always made her heart skip.
He studied her face for a long second. Then smiled faintly. "You look beautiful."
Evelyn blinked.
"The room is dim," she pointed out. "How can you even see me?"
Axel did not hesitate. "I can see in the dark."
She stared at him. "Are you a human or a bat?"
He smirked lazily. "Your husband has many talents. By nature and nurture."
She laughed softly, the sound light and genuine. "That’s not a talent. That’s a superpower."
Axel leaned closer, brushing his nose lightly against her temple. "You doubt me?"
"Yes."
"Then come closer. I’ll prove it."
She pushed his shoulder lightly. "Mr. Knight, stop joking..."
"And you’re still beautiful."
Her laughter softened, but it did not last long. Because memory returned. The name that shocked her and their entire family last night, return—Harper Cooper. The gossip news and her claims: she has a son with Axel.
Instantly, Evelyn’s smile faded slowly.
Axel noticed. His expression shifted, becoming more alert.
Before she could ask anything, he spoke first. "Do you want to know why I returned late last night?"
She hesitated for a few seconds. Then nodded.
Axel turned onto his back, staring at the ceiling. He inhaled deeply, as if preparing for something dramatic.
"Your uncle almost beat me."
Evelyn shot upright instantly.
"Uncle Finley?"
Axel hummed in confirmation.

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