Chapter 1748
No.1
Evelyn suddenly smiled.
"How do you know I never called Eleanor Kingsley 'Mom'?"
Alexander visibly stiffened.
She seized the moment to break free. "Alexander, do you remember how I overcame my mutism?"
The memory surfaced—
The day she regained her sight, he was the first person she saw. In her dazed state, she had blurted out, "Mom," leaving him stunned.
"Alex..." she murmured, echoing the childhood endearment.
No.2
His expression shifted abruptly. "You remember?"
Evelyn didn't understand his tension. Between them, there always seemed to be an unbridgeable gap.
She realized then—Alexander was decisive in business, yet with her, he was perpetually overbearing. As if she alone bore the brunt of his darkest emotions.
They say when you love someone, you feel their tenderness. When love fades, all that remains is their true nature.
She had endured Alexander's nature for thirteen years.
Now, she almost thanked him for ending it. Otherwise, this relationship would have consumed her completely.
"Speak!" Alexander grabbed her face again but released her instantly upon seeing her pallor.
No.3
Evelyn bit her lip, sweat beading at her temples. The stabbing pain in her stomach stole her voice.
"Where does it hurt?" he demanded coldly.
When she remained silent, he stormed to the kitchen.
Soon, a cacophony erupted—the clicking of the stove igniter, the shattering of porcelain, Alexander's frustrated curses.
"Ethan! Get up here!"
His assistant rushed in, followed by a chorus of exclamations from the kitchen.
"Lord Alex, that's not how you light it—"
No.4
"That's an electric kettle! Not for the stove!"
"Miss Sinclair doesn't even have a proper thermos?"
Curled on the bed, Evelyn sighed silently.
Of course she had a thermos—it was just stored in the cabinet.
As the crashing continued, she mourned her kitchen's fate.
This night would be endless.
Ethan Miller rushed in frantically. "Lord Alex! That glass just came out of the freezer—"
No.5
Evelyn Sinclair curled up in pain on the bed, her head snapping up at his words.
Alexander Kingsley stood holding a steaming glass.
"It'll shatter!" Ethan stomped his foot in agitation.
Evelyn nearly laughed despite the pain.
The heir to the Kingsley Group, making such a rookie mistake?
She remembered Alexander had won gold in physics competitions.
Had Ethan's idiocy rubbed off on him?
No.6
Alexander wordlessly extended the glass. "Drink."
Evelyn eyed the boiling liquid and weakly shook her head. "This could scald a bull..."
"Take the medicine first." He opened his palm.
Her eyes widened. "Where did you get that?"
"Imported gastric pills." His tone was flat.
She almost fainted.
She just overate, and he gave her ulcer medication?
No.7
Was he trying to send her straight to the ER for stomach pumping?
"I'll just massage it..." She resigned herself and burrowed under the covers.
Alexander suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Only then did she notice the cluster of tiny cuts on his hand.
He injured himself boiling water?
What happened to the icy genius from the lab days?
"Gentler..." Tears pricked her eyes from the pain.