Chapter 35
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Evan’s breathing grew heavier.
His grip on Stella’s wrist tightened.
“You know exactly what Felix is to me.”
Stella didn’t flinch.
“What he is to you has nothing to do with me.”
Evan went silent.
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She continued coolly, “Once you sign the divorce papers, he and I will both be single. Whatever happens then would be perfectly legitimate.”
Her gaze sharpened.
“But you? With things already torn apart like this–if you divorce me and end up with Summer, that won’t be légitimate at all.”
Before their marriage had been made public, people might have thought that if the older brother died, it was natural for the widow to marry the younger brother.
But now?
The entire city knew Evan had been entangled with Summer while still legally married.
If they ended up together, they would be nailed to that pillar of shame for life.
Stella tilted her head slightly.
“Don’t you
think?”
Silence stretched between them.
The temperature seemed to drop.
Evan’s gaze turned colder by the second.
“When did it start?” he asked, voice restrained but dangerous. “Do you like him?”
Him.
Felix.
“I have nothing going on with him,” Stella replied evenly. “I’m simply stating a fact about what happens after divorce.”
Felix was quiet. Reserved. 1
The strongest impression she had of him was the constant, restrained danger in his presence. Especially his eyes. When you met them, it felt like you could be pulled into something dark and bottomless.
He was not a man to cross lightly.
And she had
intention of provoking another powerful man just because she was divorcing one
Ewan’s jaw tightened.
“I’m telling you right now,” he said through clenched teeth, “this marriage isn’t ending. Come home ”
He tugged her toward the cat.
They had barely taken two steps when his wrist was seized by a broad, firm hand.
It was Gray
The tension in the air snapped tight.
Evan turned sharply.
Gray was taller, imposing, steady. But Evan’s aura didn’t falter.
Gray’s voice was calm, but unmistakably commanding.
“Please let go. ”
Evan looked from Gray to Stella.
Their eyes met.
Stella spoke first.
“The house is in your sister’s name. The cards you gave me have been canceled or frozen.”
She held his gaze .
“And you’re talking about ‘home‘?”
The word hung between them like a cruel joke.
Home.
What they had could hardly be called that.
She left.
Evan stood there for a long time as the evening wind cut through him.
Patrick approached carefully. “Sir.”
Evan closed his eyes briefly.
“Have I treated her badly all these years?”
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