Chapter 1252

No.1

Evelyn winced in pain.

She tried to pull away, but Julian held her firmly.

"So this was all an act? A trap for Melissa Lee to walk into?"

"You weren't injured at all? You and Winston weren't even in that car?"

"Something this huge, and you kept me in the dark."

His hands shook violently.

"Do you know how I felt when I thought you'd miscarried? I—"

No.2

"Julian, calm down." Evelyn struggled to raise a hand against his chest.

Instead, he grabbed her wrist and pressed it over his heart.

"Evelyn, can't you feel this? Alexander's heart matters, but mine doesn't?"

His grip threatened to crush her fingers.

"Julian..."

"Why didn't you tell me about the baby? Am I so untrustworthy now? Have I become useless in your eyes?"

"I—"

No.3

Bang!

The office door burst open.

Both turned simultaneously.

Roman Young adjusted his glasses nervously. "S-sorry... just grabbing a file... leaving now..."

He scrambled backward but froze abruptly in the hallway.

Footsteps approached rapidly.

Roman stumbled back inside, nearly knocking over a bookshelf by the door.

No.4

Evelyn and Julian looked toward the entrance.

Alexander Kingsley stood there.

His icy expression could frost glass, gaze locked on their intertwined hands.

Evelyn Sinclair's wrist ached from Julian Ashford's iron grip.

She tried to pull away instinctively, but his fingers remained clamped like a vise.

"Julian..." Her voice trembled.

Sunlight streamed through the window, yet the office felt suddenly frigid.

No.5

Julian's knuckles turned white as he stared at her with burning intensity. "What are you afraid of? That he'll discard you?"

The words stabbed straight into Evelyn's heart.

Her pupils contracted as she stared at this unrecognizable man before her.

Was this still the gentle, refined mentor she once knew?

Alexander Kingsley stood at the doorway, his tailored suit immaculate, his expression dark as storm clouds.

He remained silent, his gaze growing colder by the second.

"Divorce would be perfect." Julian suddenly laughed, the sound sending chills down Evelyn's spine. "Our child deserves legitimacy."

No.6

Evelyn froze.

She whipped her head toward Alexander, whose eyes had turned to ice.

"Julian!" Her voice cracked with desperation. "Have you lost your mind?"

Julian ignored her, instead smirking at Alexander. "What's wrong, Mr. Kingsley? Can't even control your own wife?"

The air thickened with tension.

Roman Young shrank into the corner, wishing he could disappear.

"Evelyn." Alexander finally spoke, his voice dripping with frost. "Choose."

No.7

Her wrist had gone numb from pain.

She pleaded with Julian through tear-filled eyes. "Please..."

Julian abruptly released her.

Evelyn staggered back, catching herself on the desk's edge.

"Come here." Alexander commanded.

His gaze pinned her like a butterfly to a board.