Chapter 373
Evelyn found Jonathan's demanding tone utterly ridiculous.
The apple didn't fall far from the tree—Judith and Jonathan were equally shameless.
Since they had chosen to confront her with such audacity, Evelyn saw no point in continuing the conversation.
She responded coldly, "Jonathan, I owe you nothing. What I did yesterday was the last shred of kindness you'll ever receive from me."
"Evelyn, if it weren’t for your brother, I wouldn’t be lying in this hospital bed. I even kept quiet to the police about who attacked me—for your sake. After everything I’ve sacrificed, can’t you show a little compassion?"
Just then, Judith’s shrill voice cut in. "What? Jonathan, are you saying Evelyn’s brother is responsible for your injuries? Why didn’t you tell me?"
The phone was abruptly shoved back at Evelyn. "Get to the hospital right now, Evelyn Carter. I demand answers, or I’ll have the police arrest your brother!"
"Go ahead." Evelyn ended the call.
Though worry gnawed at her, Nathaniel had assured her everything would be fine.
Surely, he wouldn’t let anything happen to Christopher—they were brothers, after all.
The thought steadied her. That afternoon, she headed to campus for lectures.
She needed to focus on her studies to pass her exams in one go.
Her phone buzzed relentlessly, but she ignored it.
Jonathan’s true colors were finally exposed. If he was using the assault as leverage now, he’d only demand more later.
After some thought, she decided she’d rather he went to the police.
Christopher wasn’t careless—he wouldn’t leave evidence behind. Without proof, Jonathan had no case.
Besides, with Nathaniel, a skilled lawyer, in the family, she had nothing to fear.
During a break, she checked her phone. Missed calls and furious messages from Judith and Jonathan flooded her notifications.
She dismissed them, but an entertainment headline caught her eye:
"Scandal Unfolds: Rising Star Linked to Wealthy Tycoon."
The photo showed the same woman who had been clinging to Julian that night.
Evelyn had assumed there was something between them, but perhaps she’d jumped to conclusions.
Her finger tapped the link before she could stop herself. The singer looked stunning in a sleek black dress.
But the man beside her was only captured from behind.
Evelyn zoomed in. The suit button was unmistakable—she had sewn it herself for Nathaniel.
A bitter smile touched her lips as emotions churned inside her.
First, it was Victoria Sinclair. Now, a famous singer.
Both women matched Nathaniel’s world perfectly.
She had vowed to move on, yet seeing him with someone else still stung.
Her hand drifted to her stomach. "You’re all I have now, my darlings. Let’s forget about that heartless man."