Chapter 437
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“Does he care about me?” Alex let out a sharp, mocking snort, his eyes frosty. “Evie, my drama with the Gordons is not your problem. Just stay out of it, okay?”
“This phone call…”
Before Evangeline knew it, Alex’s hand was over hers, and he grabbed the phone right out of her grip.
“Don’t bother calling. It’ll just make a mess for everyone.”
Evangeline was shocked. She remembered Alex as that smooth, polite guy, not that… dictator.
She wanted to say something, to stick up for Trey, but the storm brewing in Alex’s dark eyes stopped her. The words just would not come out.
No one could understand someone’s pain if they had not lived it.
She had no clue what Alex had been through with the Gordons, and maybe she was not in any position to push him toward making up with Trey.
“Okay, I won’t tell Mr. Gordon. Let’s keep this our little secret, okay?”
Somehow, she just knew that keeping quiet would make Alex smile. All she wanted was to see a glimmer of happiness in his eyes.
Deep down, she had that nagging feeling that Alex’s life with the Gordons was just as tough as hers with the Reardens.
“Alex,” said Evangeline, her gaze locked with his, “I can tell you’ve been through a lot with the Gordons. Would you want to talk about it?”
She kept her voice gentle, trying to sound more like she was asking than demanding.
She had always seen Alex as someone with a lot of pride, and pushing him to spill his secrets felt like pouring salt on an open wound.
However, as she looked into his eyes, so full of quiet strength, and noticed his hands balled into tight fists, she wondered if maybe she was wrong. Maybe letting it all out would actually be a relief for him.
However, no matter what she thought, it was Alex’s feelings that mattered most.
“Look, if you don’t want to talk, that’s fine. I just see that you’re really down, and as your good friend, it makes me want to do something–anything–to help you out.”
Evangeline did not want to corner him, so she quickly backed off, giving him space to think.
Alex seemed to freeze for a second, but he snapped back to reality and gave Evangeline a little wave. “All that stuff is history, and there is no point in dredging it up again. As for how I’m feeling…”
Alex’s eyes slowly rose, and a flicker of light danced in the depths of his dark gaze.
“Evie, I’m seriously on cloud nine right now.”
Without even realizing it, Evangeline found herself drawn to the mystery in Alex’s eyes, inching closer.
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