Chapter 617

Roslyn, noticing James was not budging, hurried over to him and whispered urgently, "Why aren't you leaving? Evie just managed to fall asleep. She wakes up so easily, we shouldn't wake her..." James got where Roslyn was coming from; she always put Evangeline first. However, he had no choice but to disturb her sleep.

He gave Roslyn a reassuring wave and crept over to Evangeline's bed.

Her eyes were closed tight, still damp with the remnants of tears.

Without thinking, James reached out and gently wiped away the wet streaks beneath her eyes. "Evie, if you're not sleeping, come on and sit up. I have something to tell you."

He swallowed a sigh, his gaze fixed on Evangeline with quiet intensity.

Slowly, Evangeline's eyes fluttered open, red and veined with tiny threads, glistening with unshed tears. "Uncle James, I..."

She could not finish her sentence before a wave of sobs took over, and tears began to fall like raindrops.

wave of hurt that rose inside her when James mentioned he had

what I'm about to tell you might come as a shock, but please, promise me you'll stay calm, alright?" Evangeline's gaze met his, and a chill of dread

losing the baby,

calm,

Julia had a hand in it. However,

do you need me to do?" Evangeline cut

Julia might be behind it, but how? Julia had not even been at Cole's funeral. Then it hit her-a memory of a cup of hot milk, served by Roslyn's own hands. "Was it the milk? Was there something wrong

was taken

else was cleared away by a server and your blood tests didn't show anything. Our only hope now might be what's left in

to remove her unborn child, Evangeline

gently shut

to the child

meet. With a determined bite of her lip, she steeled herself. "Let's do

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