Chapter 85
Evelyn’s POV
“You never remarried, did you p>
My throat tightened as I clutched the towel closer to my body. Water dripped from my hair, creating little puddles on the bathroom floor between us. The small space suddenly felt even more confined with his intense presence.
“Does my marital status concern you anymore?” I replied coldly, giving him a dismissive glance before attempting to move past him toward the door.
Through the frosted glass, the silhouettes of three little troublemakers were clearly visible, huddled together and no doubt plotting their next scheme.
I knocked firmly on the door. “Rowan, Rhys, open this door right now, or Mommy will be very upset p>
The threat in my voice was unmistakable. I heard hurried whispers and shuffling feet as my twin boys immediately lost their courage.
Five minutes later, I sat properly dressed in the living room, looking at my two sons standing before me with bowed heads.
“We’re sorry, Mom. We know we did wrong,” they said in unison.
On the coffee table lay an obvious romance novel. It was one of those ridiculous “billionaire wolf mate” stories my assistant had been obsessed with lately. She must have left it behind while watching the kids. I never imagined my clever twins would not only find it but try to recreate scenes from it.
Though Alexis clearly didn’t understand what was happening, she stood loyally between her brothers, holding each of their hands and looking appropriately contrite.
Calvin entered the room in dry clothes, and three little faces turned to him simultaneously. The warm light softened his sharp features. He usually intimidated everyone around him, but he’d dialed back that energy now. He wasn’t going to let the children escape punishment though.
“Rowan, Rhys,” he said firmly, “not everything written in books should be imitated. Some things set a poor example for your sister p>
His voice was steady but gentle. “Don’t ever do something like this again, understood p>
Both boys nodded obediently. “We understand p>
Calvin then stroked Alexis’s head softly. “Alex, would you please take your brothers to bed now p>
My daughter glanced at me, checking if I would object. When I remained silent, she led her brothers toward the master bedroom.
The living room went quiet again.
Calvin had barely settled into the seat across from me when I stood to leave. I couldn’t bear to be alone with him any longer.
His eyes followed me, burning with intensity. I saw his fingers tighten against his leg, showing his tension.
“Why are you running? Afraid I’ll eat you?” he asked, his voice carrying a hint of frustration.
“Yes, I am,” I responded sharply. “Afraid you’ll say more foolish things that’ll keep me awake all night p>
My answer made whatever he was about to say die on his lips.
Just then, my phone vibrated.
I moved to the balcony for privacy.
From the corner of my eye, I could see Calvin’s hands clenching into tight fists, his face darkening with what looked suspiciously like jealousy.
As I finished my call, I felt his familiar presence approaching. His scent of winter pine and expensive cologne reached me before he did.Before I could react, Calvin had me cornered against the railing, his arms creating a cage around me.
I frowned, immediately on guard. “What do you think you’re doing p>
Something had changed in the way he was looking at me. Those normally cold, fathomless eyes now held accusation and something else I couldn’t quite place.
“Evelyn, you never remarried. Why did you lie to me?” His voice was soft.
I realized he must have used his considerable resources to investigate my personal records.
A cold smile curved my lips.
“So the mighty Alpha Calvin finally uncovered the truth? It took you this long to investigate one woman? That’s hardly befitting your position, is it p>
My words were deliberately sharp. “Then again, you suspected me of cheating during our marriage, and now you assumed I immediately remarried after our divorce. Apparently in your eyes, I’m just a woman who can’t function without a man p>
His brows furrowed deeply. “I never said that p>
“Your actions spoke for you,” I replied, meeting his gaze coldly.
Calvin looked down at me, his expression softening slightly.
“Evelyn, do we really need to be at each other’s throats like this p>
I suddenly looked up, challenging him directly. “Does my marital status actually matter to you? If it’s about the children, married or not, my love for them remains unchanged. If it’s about p>
If it’s about us… Was he thinking about remarriage?
I shook my head at such a ridiculous thought. I must be more exhausted from my research than I realized to even consider such absurdity.
Calvin remained silent, his eyes as deep and mysterious as the ocean depths, watching me with an intensity that made me uncomfortable. He seemed to understand what I’d left unsaid, and something in his expression shifted.
“Why don’t you finish that thought?” he prodded.
I snapped back to reality. “There’s nothing more to say p>
“It’s late, and I have work tomorrow. If you have no further business here, Alpha Calvin, I suggest you leave p>
His jaw tightened.
“Are you that eager to see me go?” he asked, his voice roughening. “Evelyn, I flew several hours to get here p>
To question whether I’d remarried or not? What game was he playing?
In the past, I would have spent hours analyzing his motives, trying to understand the meaning behind his words and actions. But not anymore.
“Yes, I want you to leave,” I said firmly. “And I’d prefer not to see you again until after the summer vacation ends p>
Calvin rubbed his temples, as though fighting a headache. It struck me as odd—he’d been acting strangely lately, complaining of fatigue beyond what simple insomnia would cause.
Breaking away from his proximity, I returned to my bedroom. Whether he chose to sleep in the study or leave entirely was no longer my concern.
Tomorrow, an important patient was being transferred to our facility. My mentor had personally asked me to take special care of this case, meaning I needed to be completely focused.
But when I walked into my office the next morning, I was shocked to find a familiar figure waiting for me.
“You?” I exclaimed, genuinely surprised.
Calvin was sitting calmly on the sofa, looking completely at ease. His expression showed no surprise or confusion at seeing me, which told me he’d known I would be here.
“So you really are Dr. Blake,” he said, his deep voice resonating in the quiet office.
I didn’t bother denying it anymore. What would be the point?
Instead, I focused on the data my assistant had just handed me. Evelink Biosciences had some of the world’s most advanced diagnostic equipment, able to analyze werewolf biology like never before.
The report I held contained Calvin’s comprehensive examination results from early this morning. As I scanned the fluctuating numbers, my expression darkened with each passing second.
I looked up at him, unable to mask my shock.
“Calvin, have you been sleeping around p>
His brow furrowed deeply. “What are you talking about p>