Chapter 307
No.1
A derisive laugh escaped Alexander's lips.
"The Sullivan matter," his voice grated like sandpaper, "is none of your business to ask my wife about."
Dead silence filled the line.
Three seconds later, the call disconnected with surgical precision.
Alexander stared at the darkened screen, his mouth twisting into a sneer. His gaze swept the room, finding no trace of Evelyn Sinclair, and his eyes darkened further.
Slender fingers swiped across the phone screen, bringing up the password prompt.
Her phone once stored his fingerprint.
No.2
Now every trace of him had been erased.
On the third attempt, the screen unlocked. He went straight to contacts and dragged that offensive number into the blacklist.
"He's still asleep."
Evelyn's voice floated from the doorway.
"The doctor said he needs rest—"
"Not working today, Evelyn?" Madeline Kingsley's shrill voice cut in. "I thought that company couldn't function without you."
"Mother," Eleanor Kingsley interjected hastily, "Evelyn's making time to care for Alexander despite her schedule."
No.3
Madeline sniffed. "Could've fooled me."
"Mother!" Eleanor's voice trembled.
Evelyn waited by the elevator to greet them, only to receive the old woman's icy glare.
"What?" Madeline snapped at her daughter-in-law. "Am I not allowed to speak now?"
"Alexander needs quiet," Eleanor murmured.
Hearing Evelyn's voice, Alexander on the hospital bed instantly closed his eyes and slipped his phone beneath the pillow.
Madeline's eyes reddened at the sight of her grandson's pallid face.
No.4
"Such misfortune..." She dabbed at tears. "Look how gaunt he's become in such short time."
She suddenly seized Evelyn's wrist. "Evelyn, forgive an old woman's bluntness. A wife's duty is to prioritize her husband. See what's become of Alexander?"
"Mother, Evelyn has—"
"Since when do you interrupt when I'm speaking to my granddaughter-in-law?" Madeline snapped.
Evelyn's voice turned glacial at Eleanor's discomfort. "Mother knows our situation best."
Madeline's face purpled with indignation.
This united front between mother and daughter-in-law made her the outsider.
No.5
"Evelyn," the matriarch rose abruptly, "come with me."
"Mother, whatever you need to say—"
"Mustn't disturb Alexander!" Madeline shot Eleanor a withering look before turning to Evelyn. "Just a few words."
Evelyn gave Eleanor a subtle headshake and followed the older woman out.
As the elevator descended, Evelyn watched the floor numbers change, her frown deepening.
"Let's be direct." Madeline stopped outside an examination room. "The Kingsley line must continue. You'll get checked today to see if you can still conceive."
Evelyn's head jerked up.
No.6
"Grandmother," her voice dripped ice, "you wept while promising never to interfere again."
"I tried!" Madeline's voice cracked. "But look at Alexander! A childless marriage is built on sand!"
"It's just a cold." Evelyn's laugh held no warmth. "Since when do adults need supervision when ill?"
"You!"
Evelyn's blunt accusation made Madeline Kingsley's face darken instantly.
"Just an illness?" The elderly woman's voice trembled. "Alex was running a high fever all night but still insisted on going to Kingsley Group..."
"So you knew he was waiting for me," Evelyn countered without backing down, "yet lied to me about him being at Kingsley Group?"
No.7
Madeline faltered.
She hadn't expected Evelyn to uncover the truth.
"Who told you?"
"Did I need to be told?" Evelyn's lips curled into a cold smile. "I went to Kingsley Group and didn't find him. The truth was obvious."
Madeline had been spoiled her entire life.
She'd never needed to think deeply to get her way—now, when she tried, her mind failed her.
And yet, she still clung to absurd delusions.