So, he cut the meeting short and rushed back.
Lemira tilted her head, pressing her face against his palm. Did I ever cry this hard before? She couldn’t recall ever having cried like this.
Orion pursed his lips, remembering. Yes, there was that time, during the accident years ago.
When he had pulled Lemira from the wreckage, she had cried just like this, heartbreakingly, because he wouldn’t let her near the burning car. She had even bitten him. But she had forgotten all about that.
His palm was slightly warm as his gaze locked onto her face with intensity.
As he leaned in closer, Lemira straightened up, clearing her throat. You probably haven’t had dinner yet, right? I’m a bit hungry.
I could eat.
He took her hand, his look deep and meaningful.
Lemira glanced down at their intertwined fingers, asking subconsciously, What are we to each other now?
Orion brushed a stray hair behind her ear. After you’re discharged, I’ll take you somewhere.
Where?
That’s a secret for now. If we’re looking for a label, it needs to be done properly.
Lemira’s gaze flickered. A label?
Did that mean defining their relationship?
Although their relationship had changed over the past few days, they hadn’t discussed what they were to each other.
She hadn’t expected Orion to be so thoughtful.
After sharing a meal, Lemira still hadn’t told him about Evelina’s father.
After all, it was just speculation at this point.
The next day, Debby brought the investigation results: Ms. Langston, our people lost him. The man is highly cautious. And there’s no trace of this middle-aged man, as if he doesn’t exist. Lemira felt a slight disappointment. As if he doesn’t exist, right?
According to the records, this man should have been dead.
Seeing Evelina’s beaten face, Lemira couldn’t help but speculate. Was Evelina looking for a way out?
After all these years, Evelina hadn’t slipped up once.
Claiming to be an orphan, Evelina enjoyed the privileges of a Langston, living like a princess.
Given Evelina’s vanity, she wouldn’t seek out her father, the driver, unless she was desperate.
If it came
that Evelina’s father
was still alive, her status in the Langston family would be compromised.
Soovel
Lemira spoke lightly: Looks like Caspian laid hands on Evelina, scaring her into seeking help.
One thing after another came to light, exposing Evelina.
She needed to find a way to force Evelina to contact her father more.
Only then could she gather better evidence and catch the person involved.
Then, Lemira received a message from Caspian: Has Evelina come to apologize to you? If you’re not satisfied, I’ll make sure she does until you are.
Seeing how he spoke, nothing had changed.
How Caspian treated her back then was how he was treating Evelina now.
Lemira suddenly thought of a devious plan.
She texted Caspian back: She hasn’t come.
Upon receiving the reply, Caspian’s mood slightly improved.
If Lemira was willing to respond, did
it mean that as long as Evelina
obtained Lemira’s forgiveness, th
would be no issue between him and Lemira?
At that moment, Caspian saw Evelina entering Lucian Langston’s room with a thermos.
Caspian’s expression turned cold as he grabbed Evelina’s hair.
He said fiercely, Evelina, I told you to apologize to Lemira yesterday. Why didn’t you go? Tired of living?