Chapter 114 CHAPTER 114
Evelyn’s POV
I moved towards it like a moth attracted to light. He saw what I had seen but he couldn’t do anything about it anymore.
I stood before the letter we had delivered that morning to the CEO of the company. He always preferred to have his mails delivered via a dispatch company. He didn’t communicate with emails or texts or calls. Always written letters.
“This,” I said, picking the envelope up. He walked beside me and looked at it as though it was a foreign object on his desk. “Is it you?” I asked, the letter trembling in my hands.
He remained silent.
“Michael…”
He sighed gently. “I didn’t want you to find out this way.”
I dropped the letter as though it contained a time bomb. What? I couldn’t even look at him.
“It was supposed to be a gift. A wedding gift, perhaps.”
“Stop!” I yelled. I didn’t realise how angry I was until I screamed. Tears burnt my eyes. “How could you do this?”
He watched me, confused. “I don’t understand. I saved your company the way you wanted. I don’t want to have anything to do with it –”
“But you do!”
“Is there a problem, Evelyn? The company is yours. Completely.”
I spun on my heels and I held his eyes. “Don’t you see what you keep doing, alpha Michael? You keep trying to keep me tied to you.” I picked the envelope. “You own my company. You own me. All these contracts just to keep me tied to you!”
My words hurt him because for a very brief second, I saw it in his eyes. “That was not my intention, Evelyn,” he said, walking away.
I dropped the envelope on the desk. “I was too harsh with what I said. I’m sorry. I’m just tired of these pieces of papers and contracts and whatnot telling me that I belong to you.”
“And you hate that you belong to me?” he asked.
I stopped. I didn’t hate it. I hated that I had no control. “No,” I said, weakly. “I hate that I feel trapped. I’m not here because I want to.”
“You signed a contract,” he said.
“I know. I know. And I'm willing to live out the terms of the contract.” I glanced at the envelope. “But this again?”
“I told you, I did it for you. I don’t want the company. I bought it for you. And.. and if you hate me so much and can’t stand me…” he said, walking even closer to me. “...you can… He stopped. “You don’t hate me. You hate that thing you feel with me that drives you crazy.”
I was rooted to the floor like a statue. I didn’t move. I thought I was not breathing too.
“You want to be in charge, but you can’t be in charge when you are next to me.”
I snapped out of the trance I was in. How bold of him to make these accusations. They were true but how dare he. I smiled, a crooked one. “Thank you for getting my company back, Michael. I guess it was such a big thing to do for me, for free. So I thought something was definitely tied to it.”
He played with a lock of my hair and the back of his hand brushed my cheeks. “There is definitely something tied to it,” he said, his eyes warming up again.
“Do I have to be your wife for a year?” I asked.
“No,” he said, but in fact, he breathed out the word. “You have to make some profits. I want to see the genius Evelyn Moon I saw in Greywoods.”
I arched my brow. “Did you now?”
He walked away, and I knew he was fighting his desires. “I had plenty of time to go through your works those days when you were gone. I went through your manuscripts and everything.” He turned around. “You are a genius. And that’s the only thing I want from you.”
I watched him, wondering if anyone could be more perfect than this man that stood a few feet from me. It seemed he had been carved just for me. And it hurt me to think that I was forcing myself to be away from him.
Perhaps it was time to tear the strands of affection that held us together. We were only together because he thought I was perfect. He hated me when he thought I was a slut, and he would hate me when he found out my mother had helped kill his mother.
“I’ll stay in your room,” I said. “But I have a few conditions of mine.”
“No touching?”
“That, but something else. I want you to sign a contract, Alpha Michael. A contract that once this is over, you won’t try to keep me against my will.”
“I won’t,” he said.
“We’ll sign it.” I stepped forward. “Also, you won’t take any legal actions against me. Or my family.”
A look of concern crossed his face. “Is there any reason why you think I would take any such actions?”
“Well, a lot of things would be said about my family because I’m here with you. We are nine tailed foxes, after all,"I said.
He bobbed his head sideways. “Good point. But I'd never fall for any of those.”
“I still want you to sign it,” I insisted.
“You are learning fast from the ruthless Alpha Michael Greywood, aren’t you?” he asked.
“You can say so.”
“Draft the contract,” he said. “I’ll sign it.”
That was all I needed to save my family once the truth surrounding his mother’s death came out. I knew very well that the deepest love could become the fiercest anger. I knew enough of the stories of his anger. I would play along now, get my own contract signed and when things between us ended, I would be sure that nothing will harm me and my family.
Also, I needed to find the child his mother had. If she was alive.