Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 383

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When Evangeline saw Walter hurt, the ache that hit her heart was like a sucker punch-unexpected and impossible to shake off.

She questioned herself, was she really nagging for Walter's sake?

However, then, she locked eyes with Walter's, which were deep pools of smoldering anger.

"Evangeline, is there anything else you're dying to tell me?" asked Walter, disbelief etched across his face.

He could not wrap his head around it. She was so gentle when she touched his face, so caring in every little thing she did for him. So why did her words sting like there was not a shred of softness in them? "Huh?" Evangeline blinked, her hand freezing mid-wipe. "Is there supposed to be something else?"

more could she possibly have to say

then, the click-clack of high heels on the wooden floor outside grew louder and more insistent,

to had already made it

quick steps, she sidled up to Walter, all the while chattering away. "The servants told me this morning you were back, and I could barely believe it." Minnie acted as if she belonged there, and when she saw the towel in Evangeline's hand and Walter's right hand still mid-air, half-wiped, she knew exactly what

"Evangeline, let me do this. You're pregnant, for heaven's sake, with a belly

the towel and started wiping Walter's hand as if it was the most natural thing in the

cutting than any words, deepening Evangeline's sorrow. She made a silent vow to herself-if she bothered with

"Look at our Walter, completely clueless about how to treat a lady. At the end of the

with too much pride, making them look deeper

or gunfire but the tension was thicker

was not

Foster family and Mrs. Gordon of the Gordon family, she had seen it