Chapter 137
The room was pitch dark except for the glow of Walter’s cigarette. Evange light, marched up to him, and demanded, “Walter, hand over that video now.
stumbled to switch on the
Walter let out a ring of smoke and laughed softly. “Why should I give it to you just because you say so?” He nodded toward the bathroom and ordered, “Go take a shower.”
He could not stand her smelling like another man.
“Why should I listen to you?” Evangeline snapped back, her anger boiling over with no outlet. “Fine, don’t shower. I’ll do it for you!” Before she knew it, Walter had scooped her up and tossed her into the bathtub, already filled with water.
Walter’s grip was like iron around Evangeline, pinning her in the bathtub with the water lapping at her chin. She tried to speak, but her words were drowned out by his relentless questioning.
“Going out to dinner dressed to kill, huh? What were you up to with that pretty boy?”
His eyes, dark as a stormy night, squinted with a smile that was anything but warm.
“That dress is a real eyesore. Let me help you out of it.”
Walter was not the helping type, was he? With a flick of his wrist, Evangeline’s cute dress was torn to ribbons.
Evangeline was at a loss for words. She had never met a man as brazen as Walter.
They were on the brink of divorce, and here he was, storming in like a green–eyed monster. What was his deal?
“Walter, I’ve got to ask: When you were with Julia, was it the same circus show?”
Ripping clothes left and right, acting like some overbearing king?
The thought of Julia, always playing the damsel in distress, made Evangeline’s lips twitch.
Could anyone have even imagined the two of them together, in any sort of harmony?
She felt like she was watching a never–ending drama of the worst match ever.
“Why even compare yourself to her?”
Walter was losing it, his touch growing more forceful by the second.
Evangeline took a deep breath, her eyes narrowing as a self–deprecating chuckle escaped her. “Right. What’s there to compare?”
It was a joke, was it not?
the Foster family’s darling princess, v
actually jealous of Julia, the love child of an affair.
Why? Julia had gotten all of Walter’s love, and Evangeline? She had not even stood a chance
Walter had tried his usual flirtatious moves. Evangeline’s downcast look, however, made him stop everything. His heart was racing, yet he halted because she was not into it. If she was not on board, his
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interest fizzled out too.
He pulled back, standing up from the bathtub.
“What a bummer. I’m not going to bother you anymore!
“With your terrible technique, you should quit bugging people!”
She was already feeling rough. After the soaking and his rough touch, she felt like her privates were on
fire.
After drying off, Evangeline wrapped herself in a bathrobe and stood up.
She reached for the door.
Before she could open it, someone was already there, blocking her exit with his body.
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