Rebirth of Billionaire's Wife (Eveline)

Chapter 310 310: Eveline is not Uncle Jonathan's daughter

Stefan took the inebriated Ella back to a hotel room that he had urgently rented. They were intended to fly back home the same day, but due to unexpected circumstances, he had to postpone their departure till the next day.

Stefan closed the door with his leg and came inside the room, assisting Ella to sit on the bed. She was swaying because she had consumed so much alcohol, but what disturbed him the most was that she had stopped crying and said nothing.

She never sobbed while drowning in her pain.

Stefan thought it strange because it was simple to relax when she cursed or vented her feelings, but the silence and numbness on her end were ripping his heart out. He wondered how deeply the truth had cut through her—that she didn't feel enough pain to scream.

While he continued to look at her, he realized how odd life was and that seeing it develop in such a heartbreaking manner was not something he wanted for Ella. She was once a pure spirit, but now she resembled the broken doll that felt nothing but numbness.

Sigh...

Stefan cautiously kneeled before her, carefully removing her shoes and setting them aside. He then collected her legs and positioned them to lie flat on the bed.

Stefan was so careful that he worried that even the slightest forceful touch would break her.

"Go to sleep," he murmured near her ear, carefully helping her lie down.

Stefan really wanted this night to finish so he could see his old Ella again tomorrow. Though it was a wishful fantasy, he still longed to see her talk and behave as she had before.

Ella continued to stare blankly at the ceiling, while Stefan caressed her hair like a mother coaxing her child into sleep.

It took him some time, but she eventually dozed off, and he quickly tucked her under the comforter before leaving the room.

Stefan stepped into the living room and pulled out his phone, which displayed Michelle's missed calls.

He had been deliberately delaying picking them up since he was completely concerned about Ella, whom he never wanted to see again. Attending Michelle's call was something he would like to do later.

button and summoned Mischelle,

You were supposed to be home right then."

never letting it get to her. He pondered how much she had inside her heart to be able to smile with those innocent

as for returning tonight, it

all day. It was something she couldn't explain, but ever since Ella departed, she couldn't keep her thoughts

to attend a business meeting,

but where's Ella? I was also expecting to hear from her. Could you please ask her to call me?"

to call you back once we're

the bedroom, but as soon

bathroom door partially open. He barged in without wasting a second, only to discover Ella slumbering on

broke the moment he saw her unmoving, with tears streaming down her cheeks. She let the water pour

cracked, and he went to her

the tap and prevented the water from dripping on her. His legs collapsed and he quickly engulfed her in his

not injure yourself, Dove.

to vent her feelings, he found himself breaking

every fiber of his body burning with each tear that fell from

another minute, but his words struck her like a bolt, causing her entire body to shiver and bursting into

had lost her way. She was the victim of

had endured for years without saying anything. She was exploited, Stefan! Do you realize how helpless she must have felt when that bastard touched her

be in. Her buddy, the one she was supposed to trust, pushed her into the hands of the man who snatched her innocence, and here I was accusing her of lying about everything. It wasn't anything she would brag about, but I did question her for not telling me about my father sooner. How would she tell me that she was raped, and I am the result of

hug her mother for being so brave and handling everything, no

would have aborted the child, which was just a painful memory she wanted to get

being remembered as nothing more than a scar, she loved her with all her heart, swallowing her sorrow and horror and giving her a life

she did was give birth to me, despite knowing how I was created. How could I resent her, even for a brief minute, when all she did was commit her life to making my life better? All mom wanted was for me to live with dignity and not let anyone's remarks affect me.She loved me when she had the right to dispose of me and avoid bearing the weight