Chapter 125
Evangeline did not make her move until the woman in question rose from her seat again. She trailed behind, stepping out into the corridor.
The hallway outside the cinema was bathed in dirn light, and Evangeline’s face was a picture discomfort. Words failed her.
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She and Matthew had plenty to chat about, sure, but they had only just met. His over–the–top enthusiasm was overwhelming, leaving Evangeline struggling to keep up.
With Roslyn watching, she could not just brush him off without causing a scene. Thus, she put on a brave. face and muddled through. Eventually, with no other options, she ducked out for another escape to the
restroom.
The sight of the restroom sign was like a beacon of hope. Relief washed over her.
Roslyn, of all people, knew how much Evangeline detested these social dances. She would probably use
the chance to fill Matthew in.
So, Evangeline took her time. Just as she stepped into the stall, before the door could even click shut, a sudden force pushed her inside, and the lock snapped closed behind her.
“You…” Her eyes flew up, wide and unprepared, to meet Walter’s fiery, red–stained gaze.
“Walter? What are you doing here?”
Her shock gave way to incredulity, and then to a biting question.
“You do realize this is the women’s bathroom, right? What’s a guy like you doing here? Are you some kind of creep? I had no idea you enjoyed touring women’s restrooms.”
“Evangeline.” Walter’s voice was a low rumble, and with a swift move, he pinned her against the wall, her slight frame unable to move.
Evangeline’s spine tingled with a cold dread as Walter’s voice, heavy with barely contained fury, reached
her ears.
“Do you really think it’s a good time to tick me off?”
“You’re still legally my wife, no divorce papers. What’s stopping me?”
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