Evangeline's heart twinged uncontrollably as she thought about the vivid, passionate scene between Walter and Julia.
'No! Get a grip, Evangeline! Haven't you decided to move on? Why does it still hurt? You can't let this get to you!' Evangeline's mind raced with the thought.
Then, out of nowhere, she smiled radiantly.
"Maybe Julia just couldn't handle your fiery touch and snuck off when you weren't looking?"
She could still recall how Walter had treated her, like she was nothing more than someone to use, pinned down in that car.
As for Julia... Could Walter really let himself go that far with her? The thought alone was enough to stun her.
However, Walter could not stand even the slightest hint of accusation from Evangeline, his face darkening with anger.
He did not realize that his reaction was all the confirmation Evangeline needed.
So, Julia had really slipped away?
"Let me lay it out for you: Julia is with me now. Sure, I promised Andrew I wouldn't lay a finger on her, as long as she didn't cross me. This time, she might not have hurt me, but she got Cole killed. And for that, she's going to pay."
A fierce glint flashed in Evangeline's eyes, and when she looked back at Walter, her gaze was laced with scorn. "Feeling sorry for Julia already? You're a bit early to the party."
Truth be told, since Evangeline had come back, everyone had been preoccupied with Cole's funeral.
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