NovelEnglishHe had not really looked at Evangeline's eyes since she walked in. At this moment, however, he saw the redness, the signs she had been crying a lot. Was she this upset, crying over him... because she cared? While Walter was still in shock, Evangeline snatched his hand away. There, on the small patch of gauze over his belly, a dark stain was spreading. The wound had started to bleed again. Walter had only himself to blfor his carelessness.
Evangeline shot him a withering look before turning on her heel to fetch a doctor.
In the treatment room, Walter, ever the rebel, was pinned down by the medical team for a stitch redo.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEvangeline watched in silence, her beautiful face an icy mask. To the uninformed, she might have seemed like someone enjoying her nemesis's downfall. She was, in fact, seething.
Walter, the cause of all this, winced and grinned through the doctor's prodding, looking infuriatingly smug.
When a noise, akin to a pig's squeal, escaped Walter, Evangeline's patience snapped, and she stormed out of the surgery room.
David had to deal with sfamily stuff, so Caden was on night duty.
Evangeline bumped into Caden, who had rushed over, just as she stepped out.
"What's up with him?" Caden asked, clueless.
Evangeline, still steaming, snapped back, "What do you think? He messed up his stitches. The doctor is fixing him up again!" Caden got the picture and let out a sigh. "Now that you're here, try to get through to Walter. The guy's a mess. He nearly died saving you.
"If he'd just take care of himself, you wouldn't have to feel so bad about being saved, right?" +25 BONUS Chapter 169 Evangeline had meant to leave, but Caden's words weighed her down like a ton of bricks, and her feet would not move.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey were on the brink of divorce. Afterward, she would not have the right to be by Walter's bedside, no matter how much she might want to...
She stayed, though. Not that she would ever admit she stayed out of a soft spot for Walter.
She lingered in the hallway, a storm of unanswered questions keeping her from leaving. Evangeline splashed water on her face in the bathroom, washing away the chaos of the night, and then made her way back to the ward. Walter was done with his stitches, his face a ghostly shade of pain. He lay there, not daring to make a fuss, just waiting.
His eyes widened in shock when he saw Evangeline had not left. "Why are you still here?" Did she not want to rush back to Alex's side? When the doctors were busy stitching him up, she had slipped away. Wasn't it to get back to Alex as fast as possible? "How can I go without getting my answers?" Evangeline stood firm by his bed, her voice demanding, "Spill it, Walter. Why did you send Julia away? Why did you save me?"
He could have easily gotten out of that mess with his skills He did not ке have to go through all this pain. Walter's gaze hardened, and he tucked away his swirling emotions.
"You're better off in the dark." He gave a bitter chuckle. "You don't need the truth. Just go back to your precious Alex and catch up!" He understood.
Whatever he did, he would never measure up to Alex in her eyes. So why bother sticking around and explaining himself? "Are you sure about that?"
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