Chapter 58

Even if Evelyn recovered, she would never have children of her own. She didn't say anything else. She was always quiet, keeping to herself most of the time. With Jason, she was polite but distant. Jason pressed his lips together and said, "That's good." Evelyn glanced at him. She asked, "Is there anything else, Mr. Holt?" Jason got the hint. "Nope. I'll leave you to it." Evelyn stayed outside for a while longer. She actually enjoyed this solitude. As the night deepened, she finally got up, ready to head inside her tent. As she got up, footsteps sounded in the distance, accompanied by the faint glow of a flashlight. A soft woman's voice, laced with a smile, carried through the air. "Is this your tent?" Evelyn turned toward the voice. Tiffany stood beside Lucas, his tall, broad-shouldered frame making her look even smaller. Before she could process it, Lucas stepped into the tent, and Tiffany followed right behind him. They were sharing a tent. Evelyn's gaze flickere