Chapter 432 Evelyn Knocks on the Door
May continued, "Mr. Wellington has worn a watch for years, not because he likes it, but to cover the scar on his wrist."
Evelyn had been his wife, so how could she not know about that scar?
But she always thought it was one of the "badges of honor" he got from his time in the military. She never imagined that such a painful past was hidden behind that narrow, grim scar.
"You must be very curious why Mr. Wellington clung so tightly to a woman as vicious, selfish, and vain as Nicole and refused to break up with her. It's because Mr. Wellington is a deeply sentimental and simple-minded person. Besides Nicole, he had never been involved with any other woman."
"And back then, when he attempted suicide by slitting his wrist, it was Nicole who found him first and saved him. If it weren't for her, Mr. Wellington might have died."
May rubbed her tired eyes. "Not only that, but Mr. Wellington was labeled an illegitimate child when he was young, ostracized by his classmates at school. No one wanted to be near him except Nicole."
"At the time, I wondered how such a young girl could have such patience and maturity beyond her years. It turns out it was all Tiffany's doing, manipulating Nicole to control Mr. Wellington!"
"Poor Mr. Wellington, at such a young age, his mother was killed by that wretched Tiffany, and he had to be manipulated by his enemy's niece! How tragic is Mr. Wellington's life!"
As she spoke, May couldn't help but break down in tears.
Evelyn stood there, stunned, as if struck by lightning, her whole body tingling down to every nerve ending. The shock left her speechless.
She naturally hated Nicole.
But she suddenly understood why Edward clung so tightly to Nicole back then.
Perhaps he naively believed that Nicole loved him, genuinely cared for him, was his savior, and his light of redemption.
No wonder, back then, he couldn't see anyone else but Nicole.
If it were her, she might not have been able to let go either.
"Even so, Mr. Wellington truly regrets it and has long since let go of that Nicole."
May looked into Evelyn's red eyes and gently said, "That day, when Bart returned to Riverside Villa to get something for Mr. Wellington, he ran into me. He told me that you found out about Mr. Wellington's stay at the lakeside villa and were very angry, thinking that Mr. Wellington kept the house because he still had feelings for Nicole."
"May, I..." Evelyn's tongue felt bitter, her eyes dim.
"Bart usually jokes around, but that day, he cried so pitifully in front of me."
May recalled Bart that day with both heartache and helplessness. "He told me that if Mrs. Wellington and Mr. Wellington couldn't reconcile, he would be a sinner for life and would have no face to stay by Mr. Wellington's side. He planned to finish his last tasks and then submit his resignation."
"Resign? Why?" Evelyn was full of surprise.
"He said that the night Mr. Wellington and Nicole broke up, Mr. Wellington instructed him to sell that villa immediately and burn everything related to Nicole, leaving nothing behind."
"But at the time, the real estate market in Mugden was bad, and the villa remained unsold. Bart was also swamped with other matters and forgot about Mr. Wellington's instructions."
"Later, he said that Mr. Wellington was taken to that house by Mr. Clark to spend the night, and you went to take care of Mr. Wellington and saw things you shouldn't have. He said Mr. Wellington almost beat up Mr. Clark when he woke up, and their relationship became very strained, almost ending their twenty-year friendship."
Evelyn's eyes slowly widened, her breathing becoming erratic.
"Bart was terrified, didn't sleep well for days. Now the house and the things have been dealt with. He said he wanted to find a suitable opportunity to apologize to you in person, let you scold him, hit him, make him do anything, just don't ignore Mr. Wellington."
"May. That matter is actually in the past." Evelyn tightly grasped May's hand, her voice low and hoarse. "I was very angry. I didn't want to see anything related to Nicole around him. But now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, I'm not angry anymore."
"I understand! I understand you! Mr. Wellington isn't bad-hearted, just has one flaw: sometimes his emotional intelligence is too low, stupid to the core!"
"I see you seem to be angry with Mr. Wellington tonight. What did he do to offend you? Tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson, make him apologize to you!" May's face was full of righteous indignation, completely like Evelyn's family.
Evelyn's eyes filled with tears, and she hugged May around the waist, burying her face in her embrace.
For a moment, she almost told May about the child.
In the end, she held onto the secret, biting her lip through the tears.
"May, thank you for telling me all this and for caring about me. I'm fine."
Late at night, Edward sat alone in the bedroom, on the sofa, his handsome face clouded with worry.
All night, he had wanted to check on Evelyn but was afraid she would be annoyed by his presence, so he didn't dare disturb her.
May didn't say why Evelyn was angry, but she did have a long talk with him about Tiffany.
In the end, May cried but said that when she returned to Riverside Villa, she would pretend not to know anything to avoid alerting Tiffany and ruining their plans.
Now, the flames of revenge were burning fiercely, and everything was being carried out in secret.
At this time, any unexpected events or disturbances could jeopardize the success of exposing Tiffany's heinous crimes!
"Mr. Wellington, I always feel that Mrs. Wellington is hiding a heavy burden, and it probably has something to do with you. But since Mrs. Wellington won't tell me, I don't know how to ask."
"Mr. Wellington, although your relationship with Mrs. Wellington seems to have improved, she hasn't fully opened her heart to you. She still has unresolved issues with you."
"So please be very patient with Mrs. Wellington. Women's hearts are sensitive and fragile. She might suddenly ignore you if she remembers something unhappy from the past."
'So no matter how she treats you, just bear with it. After all, you owe her."
Edward sighed deeply, rubbing his tired brow with sadness.
How could he not be patient?
Even if Evelyn threw tantrums at him for a lifetime, he would still love and cherish her.
He just wanted to know why she was unhappy.
He had been sitting there thinking all night, his heart aching, but he couldn't figure it out.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
It was a soft knock, only three times, but it woke Edward from his despondency.
May had long gone to bed, and her knocks were usually more urgent and louder.
So the person outside could only be Evelyn!
Edward's heart raced as he quickly ran to open the door.
At the door, Evelyn stood there, blinking and looking at him.
She was still wearing that pink, sexy silk robe, with lingerie underneath, and the white straps peeking out were enough to make his blood boil.
Evelyn tightly pressed her lips together, her makeup-free face smooth and delicate like a baby's, glowing with a charming radiance.
Edward stared at her, feeling a rush of heat as if he were on fire.
In the dim light, his face turned red, like he was drunk, feeling utterly helpless.
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