Chapter 73
Dahlia tailed her inside and as soon as the door clicked shut her demeanor shifted completely. Her cheerful smile vanished and was replaced by a stormy expression as she glared at Evelyn recalling the previous night with a face that could curdle milk
Last night when she called Charles the sound of his labored breathing, thick with desire, was unmistakable over the phone. He was wound tighter than a bowstring. ready to snap. Shed interrupted him using Sandy as an excuse, leaving him high and dry. An unsatisfied man, with just a nudge, could turn into a wolf. So, she had sloped into revocative nightgown beneath her clothes, planning to stir things up.
Charles had brought a doctor to check on Sandy to ensure she was alright. Once the doctor left Dahlia feigned worry over Sandy. She was standing there in a nearly see–through nightgown before Charles and acted oblivious to her loosened belt. Confident in her allure, she believed no man could resist her least of all Charles, who was already on edge. But instead of reacting Charles merely glanced away, focusing on Sandy, and said in a low voice, “You’ll catch a cold in that ”
Dahla couldn’t wrap her head around it–Charles clearly loved her yet he never made a move. But when he’s with Evelyn. The thought drove Dahlia into a jealous rage
Evelyn, you know Charles loves me, yet you keep throwing yourself at him. How can you be so shameless?” she fumed.
Evelyns face darkened, and she unexpectedly raised her hand. Remembering past encounters, Dahlia flinched, shielding her face. Unexpectedly, Evelyn didn’t slap her instead, she placed the magazine back on the shelf and stared calmly at the enraged Dahlia, tauntingly saying “What now? Feeling comered like an animal?
Hitting a sore spot, Dahlia instinctively retorted, “Why would I be desperate
But in the next second, she realized what she had just admitted–that she was the animal!
“Evelyn, how dare you call me an anima?!“;
Funous Dahlia’s eyes were wide with anger as she lifted her hand to slap Evelyn across the face
Evelyn caught her wrist with a grip like steel, her eyes suddenly fierce in that moment of Dahlia’s hesitation, Evelyn pinned her against the bookshelf, her gaze icy as she said. “Did call you an animal? You wish. That would be an insult to the animal! You’re worse than an animal,”
Dahlia seethed, her chest heaving as she struggled “Let go of me
in order not to escalate things, Evelyn released her grip. She gave Dahlia a cold stare before retuming to her tasks. Dahlia’s eyes burned with anger as she stumbled back, trying to put some distance between them
“Evelyn, isn’t your shamelessness just a ploy to win over Charles? But what makes you think you can compete with me? Are you banking on an old lady who might not see tomorrow’s sunnse? Once she’s gone, what will you do then
Before Dahlia could finish, Evelyn hurled the magazine, smacking Dahlia night on the mouth
“Evelyn” Dahlia yelped, tears springing to her eyes from the pain
Evelyn advanced on her, eyes cold as ice, and Dahlia retreated Picking up the fallen magazine, Evelyn sneered, “Don’t worry, Dahlia Grandma’s in top shapel Dr. Nelson checked her yesterday, she’s easily got a couple more decades in her As for you, you’ll be past your prime by then. Do you really think Charles will still want you?”
