Chapter 105
Evangeline was hoping that once the child grew up, she could use the child to keep him by her side.
With that assumption, all the doubts and confusion from before suddenly seemed to make perfect sense.
“Alright, I understand.”
After hanging up the phone, Soren was left with a swirl of emotions.
He didn’t like Evangeline. He certainly didn’t want her having his child.
And yet, now that it was real–now that he truly knew Evangeline was carrying his child–he found, to his surprise, that he didn’t actually mind the idea. In fact…it almost felt good.
Once Evangeline finished up her work for the day, she slipped into the restroom to touch up her makeup, gathered her things, and headed out.
As she reached the stairwell, she nearly collided with Glenn, who was coming down
from the floor above.
“I have something to take care of tonight, so I can’t head home with you,” she explained.
Glenn’s eyes lingered on her face, taking in the careful makeup she’d just applied. She was carrying a sleek clutch now, instead of the large tote she usually brought to the office.
He pressed his lips together. “Going to see Soren?”
Evangeline nodded.
“But…how did you know?” she asked, a little puzzled.
“I guessed,” Glenn replied simply.
She didn’t dwell on it.
He seemed a bit bothered, probably worried she’d be swept away by her feelings and leave again. To reassure him, she added, “I’m going to visit Mrs. Fawkes. The divorce isn’t final yet, and I’m still her granddaughter–in–law. I owe her that much respect.”
Chapter 105
Glenn nodded. “I trust you.”
He knew what kind of person Evangeline was.
Once she’d made up her mind to divorce, she wouldn’t look back.
But he didn’t trust Soren.
Last night, when Glenn came home, he’d seen Soren’s car pulling out of the neighborhood.
And today, Soren had sent roses for no apparent reason…
As he mulled it over, the elevator arrived.
Evangeline waved at him. “I’ll see you later, then.”
“Wait,” Glenn called out, his voice a touch uneasy.
Evangeline was just about to step into the elevator. She stopped, turning back to him with a questioning look.
His gaze fell on her slender neck. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a delicate little box, flipping it open.
Inside was a silver diamond necklace, the stones sparkling brilliantly under the
light.
It was clear this wasn’t cheap.
“Picked it up at the charity gala last night–just to support the cause,” Glenn said.
Evangeline’s first instinct was to refuse.
But Glenn read her mind. “It’s not a gift. Just borrow it for tonight. You’re going to the Fawkes house–how could you show up without any jewelry?”
“At the very least, let them see that even away from their family, you’re still doing just fine.”
With that, Evangeline fell silent.
She certainly didn’t want to look out of place in front of the Fawkes family.
Glenn held the shimmering necklace out, stepping toward her as if to fasten it himself, but Evangeline took it from his hand and clasped it around her neck with practiced ease.
“Thank you.”
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“I’ll get going now.”
Glenn nodded.
He watched the elevator doors close behind her, then finally turned and walked
back to his office.
On the way, he got a call from Winston. After a moment’s hesitation, he declined the call.
At last night’s charity gala, barely an hour in, Giselle and the Whitmores had kept him busy with endless conversation.
If it had been anyone else, he’d have run out of patience and left ages ago.
But Winston was Evangeline’s biological father. Out of respect, Glenn stayed polite, agreed to exchange numbers, and didn’t act too distant.
Meanwhile, Winston stared at his phone after getting hung up on, and headed back to the living room.
As soon as he stepped in, Giselle rushed over, eyes shining with excitement and anxiety. “Dad, well? Did Glenn say yes? Did he agree to your invitation?”
She was sure Glenn would accept. After all, he and her father had hit it off so well at last night’s gala.
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