Evelyn's POV

"Wake up baby..." I heard Nick's voice tugging at my ear. I was already awake; I just didn't have the courage to wake up and show my face to him after what happened last night. Ok I know I was drunk, but I wasn't completely drunk, I should've controlled myself. Instead I just rambled like a fool! And what happened? I didn't even get the right answers for everything I asked instead I revealed more of myself. Shit! That just shouldn't have happened.

"Baby.... we have to go home... now get up" He shook me once more and got up pulling his shirt over his head. I was peeking through my eye half open. 'Where did he get this new shirt from. He looks freshly showered.'
"Yes, I just took a shower and Mark bought these clothes." Shit! He heard me.

"You've already showered" I said like a fool. Cause I obviously didn't have anything to say and I didn't want to sit quiet.

"And see these are for you" he replied handing me a bag. "I asked him to buy a skirt for you. Bra and panties of your size-" I quickly cut him off.

Wait a minute! "Bra and panties?! You asked Mark to buy a bra for me?! Are you fvcking insane?" I got up from my bed angrily, moving past him not before throwing him a glare.

"You need to let me finish or ask me instead of jumping into conclusions! I asked my assistant actually. She'd know what would be much comfortable... right?" He asked with a careful look on his face.

"Oh. but she doesn't know what I like! And see... this is lace but I actually prefer cotton!" I said showing him my new panties like a shameless.

"No! I've always seen you wear lace!" He tried to justify.

"That's only when I'm with yo-!" Shut up Katherine!
"Nothing! Let's go home, your sister might be waiting" I said changing the topic so that he forgets what I said. Unfortunately, not! As I got to know by the stupid smirk on his face.

I took a quick shower because obviously I had no shampoo, I mean I hardly come here. I don't know how he took a bath. By the time I got ready wearing all my clothes with no make-up, he just sat on bed looking at me intimately. I towel dried my hair, and I was probably looking like a vamp with such frizzy hair.

"Stop looking at me" I said with a frown.

He got off the bed and walked out of the room with a smile gracing his lips. Weird!

Nicholas's POV

I came downstairs to the living room giving her some time to get ready. I know she's feeling weird with the confession she made to me last night. But she doesn't have to feel anymore awkward. I understand her feelings towards her parents, after all my parents aren't much far different from hers.

I took out my phone and called Alex. Well Daniel would've been in conference with us but I don't know, fortunately or unfortunately he doesn't know. I have no idea why I never told him. Eve didn't want Caroline to know. Hmm well...

"What?!" I heard Alex groan out loud enough for me to come out of my thoughts.

"Are you still sleeping?" I teased.

"Look who's talking!" Ugh! He's the only man who can win an argument with me. After all he's the topmost barrister in London. "Now tell me what it is! I lost all my sleep" he grumbled.

"Uhm ya...-" I started only for him to quickly cut me off.

"Why do you sound like our newfound lovesick puppy Daniel? Are you in love Nick?" He burst out laughing. Asshole!

"Listen! Fvcker!" I screamed into the phone. But slowly walked out of the house into the garden so I can talk freely.

"Oh, please continue" he snickered.

"Oh well... I don't know what to do with my marriage life continue or just let it go?" I told him directly because I obviously don't know how to beat around the bush. I almost sounded frustrated. Because literally I don't know what to do, and I don't know where this marriage is going.

"Nick! Why did you marry her in the first place? Why marry her and spoil her life... if you'd have slept with her then left her, she'd still be a single woman. Now she'll be a divorcee! You asshole, wait a minute! Did you have a talk with her regarding this?" He rambled on and on.

"No! I haven't told her anything. What do I tell her? Eve let's get a divorce?! And moreover, we can only get a divorce if we have an heir to my dad's company. It's one of the clauses in our marriage contract!" I said.

"Now what?" I heard him sigh. "Do you love her?" He asked.

"No... NO! No of course not, no ways, I don't love her!" I yelled. Or am I in love with her? I do love caring for her. I hate my mom hating her because of me. I even spoke so sweetly to my mom that day only so that Eve doesn't get upset. But my mom still turned out to be the witch she is, asking my Evelyn to stop calling her as mom.

"You're in denial! Dude! I know you. You love her. At least you are better than Daniel with girls. You don't hurt them. You too respect them. How come you never thought of your wife that way?" He asked. I didn't understand a thing!

"Meaning?" I sang.

"Meaning...." he hummed for some time and then replied, "First of all I'm no love expert to explain this to you. But Nick... ok forget it. What do you want to do now? I know divorce is not an option to you. Talk to her Nick... talk about your relationship. What you want it to be and how you want to proceed with it. Go on casual dates. Get a clarity!" He hissed at me.

"That's all. So, I just talk to her and problem solved. All this tension in my mind will just disappear" Damn! He's a genius. He should've been a relationship expert.

"Ok I have someone to attend to. I'll get back at you later" he said and cut the call before I could say a goodbye. That was easy. I talk to her. See what she wants, and we proceed with our relationship.

Evelyn's POV

I was already completely dressed when Nick left the room. I could hear him talking to someone on the phone in the living room. Something suspicious!! I remembered last night... how I was listening on their conversation.

Now I suddenly heard his voice from the other side of the room... from my window! I quickly made my way to the window as I saw him frustrated on the phone. No Evelyn! Eavesdropping is a bad habit. He will tell you if he wants to. Now back off! I thought taking a step back.

"Oh well... I don't know what to do with my marriage life continue or just let it go?" And right that moment I stopped and latched on to the window back again. Each and every word was heard clearly. The garden was just next to my room. And my room wasn't that high from the ground.

"No! I haven't told her anything. What do I tell her? Eve let's get a divorce?! And moreover, we can only get a divorce if we have an heir to my dad's company. It's one of the clauses in our marriage contract!" Shit! I remember that the last time I asked about divorce he did remind me of the clause. And he never replied when I asked if that was the reason why he's still with me. I guess it is...

"No... NO! No of course not, no ways, I don't love her!" He yelled so loudly! Trying to make a point. I know he doesn't.

"Meaning?" He asked the person on the other side. I wish I could listen what the other person is saying!

"That's all. So, I just talk to her and problem solved. All this tension in my mind will just disappear" he sounded happy. Am I being that big of a burden to him? Of course, I am. We never promised each other a proper marriage and vows. From my side it was, I don't know about him. Obviously, he's annoyed that I'm now an obstacle in his playboy life. Especially now that his first love has entered the scene. He's right. Maybe I'm holding on too tight. I should just let go. Although the thought hurt, I wanted to be on the right side and do the right thing.

He will never love me. I can never be happy with the thought of him loving someone else even though I'm his wife. I should just let him be happy with the love of his life.
That way I can move on, and the two would will be happy together.

I walked to my bed and plopped down almost with no energy. I finally lost in life. I never succeeded in keeping a person with me. I never had a company in life. Never did my parents ever choose me over my other two siblings. My siblings never treated me normal. Almost like I was a foster child spoiling their family. Even in a family picture, among all those smiling faces mine looked like a pig-face. My husband was the last person I was hoping something from. Expectations you see... always a downfall. I couldn't even fill my husband's house with happiness. Why is it that I'm unwanted everywhere? I have nowhere to go now. No one! No matter how much I try to be their happiness, I'm always pushed away. I put my everything into them and in the end, I'm left with nothing. Carr's found her happy family in Daniel. I guess I'm so unlucky that if I go to her, I might even spoil her life. No no! I'll not bring her in between.

But what do I do with Nick? He wants a divorce.... for that we need an heir. But another clause also states that if one of us is cheating then we can get a divorce. Maybe Nick doesn't want to spoil his reputation. But no one knows about our marriage. So there'd be no media circus. But it's ok. Anyways who knows me, they won't even care if I cheat on my hubby. I could take the blame on myself then?

"Evelyn" A voice tore through my thoughts almost erupting a scream from me.

"You scared me!" I said holding a hand to my chest.

"I did?! I've been calling you for so long... and why are you crying?" He seemed tortured and confused.

"Crying?" I said and touched my face, and it was clear that I had cried a shitload. But I never realised... uhh..

"What were you thinking about?" He asked but I shook my head and got up moving away from his touch that does things to me. "Evelyn are you alright?" He asked seriously.

"Yeah! Absolutely... I think we should go home now..." I said moving past him and ran downstairs quickly locating my keys. And when we were standing out together, I moved towards the door to lock it, so that I could stray away from his eyes.

I don't know who the chauffeur was... someone new. And the car seemed to be completely silent. The only sound was his harsh breathing. I was scared that he'd call my name and I'd start crying like a fool. Oh god let him not call me. I can hardly contain myself.
'What the fvck Evelyn! Stop acting like you're in love and you can't just live without him. But what's wrong in that? I am in love with him indeed.... it was something I never wanted to accept... and today...' I thought and smiled bitterly.

We reached the mansion in the next 10 minutes. I didn't find his sister anywhere when I entered inside. Good riddance! I wasn't in the mood to tolerate her anyway.

"Katherine!" His voice boomed almost causing a shiver run down my spine. But I didn't let him see it. I stood bravely not turning around which received a growl from him.
"If this is about what happened yesterday then you don't have to feel this way. I understand... those were your feelings and I respect them. Because you found me worthy to share them with" he said happy almost proud of himself.
"Is it about last night?" He asked turning me around to face him as he held my shoulder.

"No... I'm just not feeling well, I'll go take a nap" I smiled at him. But that obviously didn't work.

"You're not feeling well? You should've told me. I could've called a doctor." Ok so now he was angry. I just can't understand what his mood will be in the very next moment. He is that confusing.

"Nick I'm fine. I think it's a hangover. I'll take an Advil or two. And I'll be alright" I reasoned out as his breathing slowed now.

"You sure?" He asked and I nodded not before I pecked his cheeks.
What?! I missed him ok. And I will miss him. Who knows? I might never get to see a Greek God like him again... he frowned but didn't say anything as a smile graced his lips.

He said he has some urgent work. He was actually enthusiastic. I guess he's going to get the divorce papers ready. I took a deep breath and waited until he left. As soon as he left, I locked myself in our room. Our room... yeah... now it will be theirs. I just wept, throwing myself on the bed. I thought I should stop crying but the thoughts... just won't stop. One, I was sad that I lost the love of my life to someone. Two, I was angry that I lost him to a complete bitch. I mean what the fvck I couldn't win him from her?! I had that frustration. And three! I'm also happy am not that evil to make him stay. I love him as much to let him go. Fvck that sounds so corny but... I mean who let's go of their love no matter how selfish I might sound. I'm not letting him go. At least I should put up a fight! I think... yes I should!
Melanie... ugh! I even hate her name. Nick... even in alphabets their stuck together. Me... E... Evelyn... K? I'm still away from him even in an alphabetical order. I felt like whining and I did... even screamed but I couldn't get back my Nick now. I was fighting him, doubting him... I never tried to make him fall for me. Damn! I didn't even completely accept that I loved him until today.

***
It was after hours that I heard a knock on the door. I got up yawning, rubbing my eyes and walked up to the door unlocking it. There stood my hubby, soon to be ex hubby with his eyebrows narrowed at me.

"What did I do now?" I whispered. To myself. But he heard it though. And his eyebrows pressed in even deeper.

"Nothing happened. But I heard that you haven't come down for breakfast or lunch?" He asked holding me by the waist as he leaned down to kiss me, but I turned my head for him to place his lips on my cheek. I quickly pulled back with suspicion. "Eve... is something wrong?" He asked stiffly and I shook my head as 'no'. His eyes zeroed on my eyes and cheeks. They're probably red and puffy from crying.

"I was just sleeping.... I thought I'd take a small nap but... anyways let's go have lunch. C'mon I'm hungry now" I said pulling him along with me down to the kitchen. I eyed the clock; it was already 5 in the evening. I know he got suspicious about me, but the thing is I'm not ready to answer. I want to prepare myself, to brace myself when he talks about divorce.

"The cook left?" I asked when I didn't see anything that I'd like to eat. He nodded with his arms folded across his chest. Of course, she leaves exactly on time.

"I don't like her very much...." I said with a fake scrunched up nose.

"Then you don't have to tolerate her..." he said and took his phone from his suit pocket and dialed someone throwing some harsh words at them. That is what I can guess with the look on his face. However, just to distract myself I started preparing a simple sandwich.

"Evelyn..." he called out my name, and I slowly turned just so that I'm not too obvious that I don't want to have a talk with him. He stood behind me as his arms came around me tightly, holding me in place as he placed his head on my shoulder.

Oh God please no no no... I'm still not ready. I'm sure I'll start crying.... Don't ask me Nick please...

Just then I heard the bell ring. God does listen to you; he does help you when you're in need. I thought and jumped out of his embrace and looked back at his face. He had his eyes squeezed shut, jaw clenched as he tried to calm down his anger with constant breathing.
I quickly moved out of the kitchen and practically ran to get to the door.

Only to be disappointed at the unexpected guest. God does help you, only so that he can throw another problem at you!

It was my sister -in law with her best friend. That Miss Fake Barbie! Everything she has on her body is nothing but silicon. Not just Nick! Any guy would enjoy ditching her...
Aaargh! Stop Evelyn! Let it be Nick's decision to ditch her. Don't interfere... you did decide, didn't you? Let him live his life. Stop being an annoying wife. I thought but it was that Miss Fake Tits that pushed my shoulder and made her way into my house.

Nick pulled my hand and looked at my devastated face which I quickly covered up.

"Isabella" he screamed at his sister. Making all three of us in the room flinch at his tone. "Didn't I warn you both last time? That she" he said pointing at Barbara "will not enter my house! Without mine or my wife's permission!" He bellowed in anger.

"Nick" I pulled his hand when I saw Isabella's eyes filled with tears. Barbara looked completely scared looking at his expression, she looked at Isa for permission and quickly ran out of the door. Isa stood there breathing heavily looking at her me with utter hatred and anger. See! Now what did I do?!

She turned around to leave but I quickly held her hand to convince her after all she's still my husband's favourite.
She quickly pulled away turning around "Don't you dare touch me! It's you! All because of you! He screamed at me for the first time. All because of you. Only because he got a wife now." She sneered at me and then turned her head to look at him. "What is the need for a sister now. Isn't it?" She threw a glare at him and was back on her heels.

I didn't know what to do. But I still felt... responsible? Nick already looked guilt stricken.

"Look what you did?! Now what are you standing here? Go.... she's upset with you!" I whisper yelled at him as his anger was now directed towards me. And I quickly lowered my eyes, looking elsewhere but not him.

"I got angry because of you. I knew you'd create another scene regarding that girl! Even if she just came, you'd actually assume that she was eying me or that I was having sex with her!" He screamed.

Wait a minute! "I never said that!" I said defending myself.

"But that is what you assume and imply!" He said shutting me up. I didn't have a comeback for that. I assume... but at the end I still trust him. Right? I can't help it if I have trust issues.
Anyways what's the big deal! I will leave him soon enough.

We heard a door click, that broke us apart from our argument, we turned towards that direction only to see Isa walking out with her huge bags.

"Isa.." I called her name out of shock.

"Don't call me that" she snapped. Okaaay.
I looked at Nick for help. But he was still angry and just shrugged at me. He narrowed his eyes at her as if daring her to take a step out of the house but of course who's sister do you think she is! Both are all the same! She walked out with a huff...

His phone rang as he pulled it out from his pocket. "What?" He hissed at whoever that was on the phone.
'Sir your sister's walking out of the gate with her bags. Says she doesn't want a car'
I could clearly hear it as his voice was loud with helplessness and too damn stiff.

"Let her go! Where else will she go... she'll walk 5minutes then call for the car again to drop her here back again!" He said drawing holes through the floor with the glare he was throwing at them. "Don't call again and disturb me. I'm going to my study... call only if any emergency!" He ordered then looked at me with... betrayal? Confusion? He almost seemed helpless. He quickly turned and moved in the direction of his study before I could analyze his expression.

Hmph.. I huffed and moved upstairs. I did decide something. And I will do it! I thought and started packing my bags. I didn't have many clothes. I did but now I can only take the important ones that I really want.
And finally, I wanted something as Nick's memory. Something that's remind me of us. That reminds me.. we never had a wedding album. Again, with a sigh and trying to control my tears within myself I picked my favourite white shirt of his.... I always loved the way he smelled... the way he held me... kissed me... not anymore. He will be someone else's. It will be easier if I tell him that I want a divorce instead of him. And I picked a small frame of his from the table. He wouldn't get to know... I zipped my bags got ready to move out of his life. Ok I'm not crying! I've cried enough this morning... I thought and rubbed my face clear from tears.

I quickly trailed down the stairs but stopped in my tracks.

Nicholas's POV

I sat in my study thinking about the information my men found this morning after I left to work. It was disturbing.... but... it couldn't be the truth. I mean no way! Eve seems so innocent.

Mark here told me that the men following Evelyn are from a certain mafia group. Italian mafia specifically. But it's almost been a decade since any of us from our family involved ourselves in any mafia activities. Why would they come to attack us now?!

Is what Mark told true? Is that why they are here now? Evelyn gets these strange missed calls from Italy. But they cut the call before she picks. Maybe they know that the phones are regularly tracked? All the proofs always point towards Evelyn. She's the only one who might have an answer. She might know something! There's nothing wrong in asking... no no she'll be hurt.

My cell phone vibrated on the table and I saw that it was Mark again. I told him not to call if it's not an emergency!

I groaned receiving the call and breathed as the only sign that I answered the phone. Because I don't know when I'd burst if he doesn't finish quickly.

"Sir! Your sister is missing... we tried to follow her but... she's missing." He said.

That snatched away my breath. No no.. not her too.. I've already lost one. No no! Not again...
"Then what the fvck are you waiting for. Track her cell!" I exclaimed.

"We did Sir... but we have lost her. We found one of her bags lying on the road. Her cell phone too..." he said, and I cut the call. Helpless... is exactly how I feel right at the moment! And let me tell you it's not really that good of a feeling when you don't know what to do!

I can still find her if we go in the same way she left. I thought and ran out. But I stopped...

Then is what I heard true?

Unknown POV

"You bastards! She's not who I told you to kidnap!" I screamed as my men shuddered with my tone.

"But boss you did say to pick the first girl who comes out of that house" one of them said innocently. I have been too lenient towards them these days... this is why it's happening!

The girl sat like a statue. There was a cloth tied around her eyes and a huge black plaster on her mouth. But I could still recognise her features, so much like her brother's! I sat in front of her and ripped the plaster to look at her, hurting her lip in the process.... No no no... even before she said it, I already had a guess who these fools had picked up.

"Who are you"? I asked with my voice quivering...

"Isabella Perkins"