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."

on Evangeline.

a calm, "Why the late call?

+25 BONUS

grandfather wants you to come by tomorrow

transfer contract."

sharply caught the piercing look from the man next to her as it swept

way.

He was really hung

way," she said, cutting him

rules. Signing that

really counting on this. Please, try to understand and give him some peace." The line went dead for

"Fine." Evangeline gave in.

listening in, kept his face

hair and got ready for bed. She glanced at

dismissive tone clearly

lips twisted into a smug grin. "This is my place. Why

do nothing

Fine!" she snapped, not in the mood to bicker. She grabbed

climbed into bed.

tried to tempt him before. Letting him

let it go and drifted off

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

deepened, the room steeped in silence, both of them lost

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