Chapter 19
Julia’s friends, bolstered by Walter’s arrival, found a renewed sense of confidence.
Evangeline remained silent.
“Walt!” Julia’s voice dripped with sweetness as she preempted any other conversation. She ran her fingers through her hair, and tears streamed down her face in gratitude for her timely rescue.
“I don’t know what I’ve done wrong, but my sister and her friends just attacked us. Look at my face–it’s all swollen.”
To be attacked twice in one day…
This time, away from the Gordon estate, Julia was determined not to let Evangeline get away with it.
Julia’s tears were a portrait of distress, though the slap marks on her face lent a touch of the absurd to her plight.
Walter stared at Julia’s bruised cheek before glaring at Evangeline icily.
It was bad enough Evangeline had struck him, but she was even cavorting with young men too? They were not even divorced yet, and she was already so impatient!
Taking in her flawless makeup and the sultry dress that was a far cry from anything he had seen her in before, Walter felt an inexplicable surge of irritation.
He confronted her head–on.
“Already bringing shame to the Gordon name before the ink on our divorce papers is dry? Inciting a brawl, attacking your own sister?” Walter’s voice was a low growl, his eyes dark with accusation.
Hearing Walter’s words, Julia’s lips trembled, and she seemed on the verge of collapse, her body leaning heavily into Walter’s embrace.
Instead of pushing her away, Walter steadied her with his arms.
Evangeline watched with an icy stare as Walter fussed over his precious Julia, her own heart still as stone. She stood her ground, poised as she locked eyes with him.
“You prattle on about the Gordon family’s honor, but when you were whispering sweet nothings to Julia on that cruise, did you spare a thought for your marriage vows or the Gordon family’s reputation?”
Evangeline’s voice was calm, her demeanor unruffled as she threw the words back at him.
The air crackled with tension, like the calm before a storm.
Walter’s presence was overwhelming, and no one dared to challenge him.
Roslyn, seething with anger, wanted to shield her from the confrontation.
The man Evangeline had adored was defending his lover for all to see! Evangeline’s heart must have shattered into pieces.
However, he did not spare her a glance. “I won’t touch you. I’ll let the police handle this.”
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