Chapter 3

"Blake!" A woman's thrilled voice disrupted Evelyn's thoughts, running past her and jumping into Blake's embrace. Blake instinctively grabbed onto her and hugged her to hug him. The woman, Jessica Clark, exclaimed, "Do you know how long I've waited for you to be released? If you did not come out any sooner, my dad would have forced me to marry someone else!" Blake looked down at her face before kissing her passionately. Then, he smirked and said, "Is he in such a rush? Tell your driver to step out of the car later. I'll give your dad a huge gift…" Jessica pouted playfully, refusing to come down from his body. "You're so bad. My dad wants to meet you, and he's asked me to bring you home with me. He's even claimed that he's prepared a party to welcome you back…" Frozen in place, Evelyn looked at the scene before her at a complete loss. Then, she was filled with a sense of awkwardness and helplessness. Blake, the man who always treated her with gentleness and care and would constantly prioritize her, seemed so far away. It was as if that version of him was just a distant dream from ten years ago. She could feel a dull pain beginning to spread throughout her stomach. It felt like multiple knives piercing straight into her body. Distantly, she could remember him saying, "Evie, I don't want to be a part of the Harrisons. I don't want to be your brother. Marry me when you grow up, okay?" His gentle voice echoed in the depths of her mind, leaving Evelyn momentarily dazed. "Watch out!" A nervous voice sounded out, causing her to see a motorcycle riding toward Blake and Jessica. Without an ounce of hesitation, he carried Jessica up and took a step back, protecting her in his embrace. Evelyn could only dodge hurriedly as she stumbled to the side. She covered her face and twisted her ankle in the process. "You…" Blake looked at her with a deep gaze, his eyes filled with scrutiny and anxiousness. "I'm fine…" Evelyn then turned around and ran away before her tears could fall. Jessica curiously asked, "Who was that?" Coming to his senses, Blake pinched Jessica's chin and kissed her. "She just looks like someone I know." Someone he knew…. How could someone he had spent more than ten years of his life with and the person he once claimed he wanted to marry just be someone he knew? Evelyn went back to her car and clutched her aching stomach as she heaved heavily over the steering wheel. Beads of cold sweat began forming on her forehead. She didn't know what hurt more, the pain from her stomach or her heart ache. The sudden ringing of her phone snapped Evelyn back to her senses. Looking at her phone, she realized it was a call from Michael. … Back in Bluezen, Michael was frowning as he looked at the document Evelyn had sent him. They were working in the same company, so what was she trying to pull here? Was she trying to use such tricks to attract Lucas' attention since she wasn't allowed near his office? That was so immature of her. Displeased, Michael went to the PR department, only to be informed that Evelyn had taken the day off. With how busy the day was, Michael's frown deepened as he called Evelyn. "Ms. Reed, I don't care what you're trying to pull now, but you need to return to the company immediately." Evelyn lowered her gaze. He must be calling her because of Lucas. Did that mean that he had already seen the divorce agreement and wanted to discuss their divorce? That was the only possibility that she could think of. Without any hesitation, she drove to Bluezen. Seeing Evelyn rush to the company in a hurry, Michael immediately confirmed that Evelyn had not changed and was just trying to gain Lucas' attention. The mockery in his eyes was as clear as day. Evelyn looked worse for wear as she asked, "Where is he?" She still had to go to the hospital to take her medication, and she was still considering whether she should receive conservative treatment. If she started receiving treatment for her illness, it would be hard for her to keep things a secret from her uncle and her grandmother. "We're in the company now. Do you really think Mr. Grant would purposely come down to meet with you, Ms. Reed?" Michael questioned in a formal tone. "He has a task for you." "Is it about the div—" "There's some negative rumors circulating only after Mr. Grant celebrated Ms. Moore's birthday last night. The netizens believe Ms. Moore had stolen someone else's man to climb her way up the ranks. "Ms. Moore is not an ordinary person; she is set to become the ambassador for one of Bluezen's most important projects in the upcoming future. The project cannot be subjected to public controversy, and Ms. Moore's reputation must remain untarnished. "Mr. Grant had specifically designated this task to you. He wants you to clear Ms. Moore's name and stop the rumors from circulating!"