Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

apter 68

Back when Evangeline had devoted her heart to him, Walter had not cared much. However, seeing her dismiss him so casually, he felt an unexpected urge to win her

over.

Walter settled himself on a couch, deciding not to leave ju vet.

The bathroom door was steamed up, yet through the haze, the outline of a woman's alluring figure was still visible.

Walter felt an unexpected tightness in his throat, and his gaze grew shadowed.

He could not deny it; that woman had caught his attention more times than he cared to admit.

Restless heat surged within him, and he grabbed a glass of water from nearby, taking a gulp to quell the rising irritation.

Evangeline emerged from her bath shortly after, draped in a robe, dabbing at her wet hair. She paused when she saw Walter, still seated like a statue, and her brows knit together in a frown. "Why are you still here?"

The man who had once bolted at the slightest hint of her flirtations was shamelessly lingering.

Ignoring him, she sat down and started blow-drying her hair.

Walter observed her for a moment before speaking up, "If you're not going to make amends for the losses to the Gordon family, then at least remember who you are. As long as you bear the title of Mrs. Walter Gordon, even for a day, act the part!" Evangeline's hold on the hairdryer grew firmer, her anger rising. He demanded she act the part of Mrs. Walter Gordon, but when had he ever played his role as a husband?

Her temper was about to flare when her phone, lying nearby, rang out. She snatched it up, her voice laced with annoyance, "Hello?"

A courteous voice responded, "Good day, Ms. Evangeline. I am the attorney representing the senior Mr. Gordon. We've met before."

Evangeline.

voice settled into a calm, "Why the

+25 BONUS

grandfather wants you to come by tomorrow

transfer contract."

the piercing look from the man next to

way.

scoffed. He was really hung

way," she said, cutting him

to keep playing by Walter's rules. Signing that contract would probably mean putting up with more of

this. Please, try to understand and

"Fine." Evangeline gave in.

kept his face

hair and got ready for bed. She glanced at the jerk beside her and arched an eyebrow. "I'm hitting the

dismissive tone

into a smug grin. "This is my

do

in the mood to bicker. She grabbed her blanket

climbed into bed.

when she had tried to

thought, Evangeline let it go and drifted off

he stretched out on the couch, his mind a whirl of confusion over his

in silence, both

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