Chapter 130
Evangeline’s eyes narrowed as she read the title.
Male Genitourinary Examination Report. Patient: Walter.]
Evangeline’s coffee went airborne in a surprise spit–take, narrowly missing the stack of papers on her desk. Seriously, Walter truly went to the urologist?
She only booked that appointment to rib him a little, never thinking he would actually go through with it. Hey, since he did, she might as well sneak a peek at the results.
She had barely cracked open the report when she caught Wade‘ trying to snoop. “Ahem! I’m good here, Wade. Why don’t you grab some lunch?” she said, shooing him out the door.
With Wade gone, she flipped through the report, her cheeks turning 50 shades of red with each page. By the time she slammed her fist down on the last page, her face was a full–blown tomato. She had just wanted to check if Walter was healthy, not get the lowdown on his, well, everything–size, performance, even his swimmers stats!
Evangeline did not hesitate, dialing Walter’s number.
He picked up instantly, his voice oozing smugness. “So, Evangeline, impressed with the read?”
She could practically hear his grin through the phone. The nerve! Her irritation reignited like a rocket.
“Mr. Walter Gordon, you really went out of your way to mail me this… Trying to prove a point?” she snapped.
Walter’s reply was infuriatingly calm. “You’re the one who suggested the urologist, right? Even booked it for me. Wouldn’t want to disappoint my wife by not showing up.”
She could almost see his shrug.
Evangeline snorted as if a thought had just struck her. “What’s there to prove, anyway? The truth is more convincing than any argument. Mr. Three–Seconds, your live performance was quite the show. Instead of playing these games, you should just pay me to keep quiet. Imagine how bad it would be for you if I spilled your secrets after we split, and you couldn’t find anyone new.”
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