Chapter 121 Total Control
Evangeline’s Point of View
“You have disappointed your father enough, and you know he has high expectations for you, Evangeline.” Mother warned me, her eyes were serious as she spoke, and it made me even more pissed, because she had never scolded me before—but according to her, I had messed up big time, this time around. “You need to grow up and try to be like Eden for once in your life.”
“You know I hate it when you compare me to that bitch.” I hissed, folding my arms and rolling my eyes. “I am way better than her; I don’t need to be like her.”
“Yes, of course, you are naturally better than her, because you are my daughter, but at the same time.” She continued with the same angry look on her face. “The girl is relentless and hardworking, whereas you don’t even want to do anything. What will we do if your father wills the hospital in her name? You know how much she hates us; do you think she would ever agree to help us in the future? You can see just how confidently she refused to help talk to her husband.”
I am sick and tired of hearing this; it frustrated me to no end, because for the past week, I had been back home, and I kept hearing how everything was my fault.
“Father loves me too much to do something like that to me?” I crossed my legs, and the scowl on my mother’s face seemed to grow as the minutes passed.
“When it comes down to it, the director of the hospital is chosen by merit, not by likeness, and you must know that right now, that decision isn’t something that would be made by your father alone.” Mother’s eyebrows deepened furiously. “You must also prove that you are competent to the Adlers, who are our business partners at the moment; you have to be better than your only competitor, and that is Eden. So, my dear, you have to go there and be better than her; only then can you get what you truly deserve.”
I bit down on my lips, my frustration mounting. They think I give two fucks about that wretched hospital? If I did, I wouldn’t have abandoned med school at the first fleeting opportunity.
This is all Uriel’s fault.
That son of a bitch.
He promised to make me the next Marilyn Monroe. I wanted to show them what I could do with my beauty. He said I had the looks that make people enchanted, and the charisma to carry it, so I could take it to the big screen. But the jerk left me at the sight of someone even more beautiful, guess he used me in the same way he did Eden.
But I was going to bring him down, I am just waiting for the moment he rises to stardom with his ‘new’ Marilyn Monroe, and I will shred him to pieces. I am going to make sure he regrets ever crossing me.
The words that my mother spoke were muffled as I was lost in thought. I soon remembered Eden, that stupid bitch, she seemed to have grown a little backbone compared to the last time I saw her.
Does she think getting married to some big shot changes the fact that she is a loser? I mean, I don’t think her husband is that great. Sure, he is hot, but he’s got some screws loose in his head.
The door to the living room suddenly flung open, and I felt myself stiffen in the seat. Father strutted inside the room, taking off his jacket mid-way, and my eyebrows rose softly, wondering why he seemed so pissed.
My eyes inquiringly darted towards my mother, who seemed equally confused. She got up from the couch, walking towards her husband.
“Honey, is everything okay?” she held his shoulders. “Are you hurt?”
“That bastard.” Father fumed, and I leaned into the chair, watching them both carefully. “Who the hell does he think he is?”
“What bastard?” Mother asked.
“It’s that fucking Theron Adler,” Father ran his fingers through his hair, his entire body trembling from anger. “Can’t believe that bastard threatened me, all because I misunderstood his question. I wonder what Eden has been telling him about us, but we need to be really careful.”
This was still about Eden and her husband? Father’s eyes suddenly darted towards me, and I felt my heart jump in my chest because he looked so pissed at me.
He pointed at me.
“You. This is all your fault.”
My fault? How the hell is any of this my fault?
“If only you had married Theron, none of this would have happened. I had originally arranged for you to marry him, but you just had to run away with that fucking actor bastard.” He cursed; his voice seemed to rise with every syllable. “Now tell me, where the hell is he now?”
“Ouch, Dad.” I got up from the couch. “I am healing from my breakup, this isn’t easy for me as well. Perhaps, I was scared I was going to be marrying a psychopath; I didn’t know he would look like that.”
“Looks like what?” He asked in disbelief, his eyes wide as he glared at me.
“I didn’t want to deal with some ugly fucker who forgot to take anger management classes,” I complained. “I guess he is rich, but what if he hits me, or kills me? I was scared, that was why I ran.”
He shook his head, even more disappointed.
“But don’t worry, I am going to make you proud of me when I start working in the hospital.” I continued. “I am going to outshine Eden, and in no time, I am going to have Theron Adler eating from the palm of my hands.”
“No, just go there and work well, that is all I need from you.” He reached for me, holding my shoulders. “Remember that you are my face in the hospital, make me proud.”