Unmasking the Heiress (Evangeline and Walte)

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Chapter 235

"I married Walter because I was head over heels for him. Now, I'm asking for a divorce because the love is just not there anymore. When you realize you've been loving someone who doesn't love you back, you've got to stop yourself from falling any further. I can't end up li The whole idea of having a kid with Walter, just to please Cole, had always been more about what she wanted for herself. After all, was a child not supposed to be the product of their parents' love?

If she had this baby and could watch the child grow, she could tell herself that Walter loved her once, even if he no longer did.

Truth was, she was mad at herself for being so weak.

The Foster family's darling should be all about pride and grace. How could she let herself get this low over a guy?

She could not help it, though. Even though she knew Walter only had eyes. for Julia, she still...

Yale and Evangeline sat across from each other on the sofa in the huge living room, one nursing a cup of hot water, the other downing white liquor straight from the bottle.

Evangeline glanced at the clock, then at Yale, who was steadily drinking. She finally spoke up, "Uncle Yale, that's a lot of wine. Maybe you should take it

easy."

Yale turned to her with a look. "Don't worry about it, I haven't enjoyed a drink like this in ages. You shouldn't be up late, go get some sleep."

Right then, she was seriously hoping for a miracle-like some woman dropping out of the sky to whisk Yale away and deal with his for booze! Shorn love

The night had taken over, and the living room was shrouded in darkness.

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Yale, buzzed and not bothering to find his bed, crashed on the couch.

Roslyn, who had hit the sack early and was parched from not drinking enough water, got out of bed in search of a drink. When she flicked on the living room lights, the place lit up like a stadium, jolting Yale awake from his drunken slumber.

Blinking away the fog of sleep, he saw a skinny girl standing across from him, her back turned, doing whatever she did.

His mind, fuzzy from the booze, immediately jumped to the conclusion that it was Evangeline. Desperate for a drink, he croaked out without a second thought, "I'm thirsty, get me some water..."

His voice, rough and scratchy, cut through the quiet of the living room, filled only with the sound of running water. It was startlingly out of place.

Roslyn, who was at the sink, nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound.

Considering the part of town she was in, she braced herself and turned around.

The guy sprawled on the bed had a chiseled face, with sharp lines and deep features, topped with a proud nose. His stiff black jacket was thrown over the back of the sofa, and he was wearing a plain white shirt that seemed too hot for him. The top button was undone, reve Roslyn had never seen Yale quite like this.

In her mind, that top button was always done up, and she had never got a glimpse of his neck.

Finding Yale in Evangeline's villa did not faze her one bit.

She had known for ages that the guy she was crushing on was Evangeline's uncle, but that was exactly why she had been too scared to tell Evangeline.

She was terrified that spilling her secrets would not just leave her without Yale's love-it could also cost her Evangeline, her best friend.

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"Here you go." Roslyn's voice was soft as she handed over the water cup.

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