Capture Her Heart After Marriage

Chapter 30 I Am His Wife

When Evelyn didn’t get a response right away, she spoke again. "Who are you exactly? Tell me now or I’ll hang up the phone and block you."

"Wait a minute!" Alexia said urgently.

Evelyn paused. "Tell me then."

"OK." Alexia took a deep breath and calmed herself down. "I am Chaim's wife. And you are?"

"His wife?" Evelyn scoffed. "Let me get this straight. You’re Chaim's wife?"

"Yes."

Evelyn sneered, "Miss, you should know Chaim has never been married and as such has no wife yet. Next time you should find yourself a better story excuse."

Hearing the Evelyn’s cruel words, Alexia’s heart sank. She was legally Chaim's wife, but Chaim had forbidden anyone from speaking of the marriage so to the rest of the world, Chaim was still single. It also didn’t help that Alexia felt that she was a terrible wife, so Evelyn’s word cut right through her.

It was late and instead of Chaim answering, it was some other woman. Unless Chaim had a close relationship with the woman on the other end of the phone, it didn’t make sense for a random woman to answer Alexia’s call.

Realizing all of that, Alexia had to fight down her anxiety and jealousy as she continued. "Miss, you didn't answer my question. Who are you?"

"Evelyn," the woman replied curtly.

"Wait, you’re Evelyn!" Alexia asked in surprise, her voice rising in pitch as her eyes widened in shock.

Alexia might not have been able to meet Evelyn that afternoon, but she was speaking to Evelyn on the phone.

"Wait, how do you know who I am?" Evelyn asking in surprise, raising her eyebrow; or brow bone seeing as her eyebrows had fallen out from the chemo.

Alexia held the phone tightly, "I don’t know who you are specifically… but I have heard of you."

"You have?" Evelyn squinted at the phone in disbelief.

“Yes,” Alexia mumbled, before gaining the courage to ask another question. "Miss Evelyn, is Chaim there with you?"

"He’s taking a shower now. Do you want to talk to him?"

Alexia bit her tongue hard, struggling with her emotions. "No, never mind. I… I just called to say hi…"

‘Taking a shower…’

late, and Chaim was taking a shower at

sick. Chaim was so insistent on needing Alexia’s bone marrow that he wouldn’t want to risk anything happening. She took a deep breath and told herself she was just overthinking

hurt. She threw the phone on the table and curled up in the nearest chair. She pulled her legs to her chest

clearing the dishes by then and headed to the living room to check on Alexia, only to

the matter?" Aunt Song asked, rushing

fine," Alexia mumbled, from where she

patted Alexia on the shoulder. "Did you

Alexia shook her head.

Song was certain she had guessed right and sighed. "Will Mr. Lancaster be

"He

Song gasped, "Is

"No, he isn’t sick. He’s staying there to take care of Evelyn like he

Evelyn?" Aunt Song asked, failing to hide the surprise

surprise scared Alexia as she responded. "Yes,

unsure how to respond. "She’s the daughter of the Chis,

Alexia

a ball forming in the pit of

backing up toward the door. "Never mind what I said, dear. Since Mr. Lancaster won't be home tonight,

to take

by herself, the whole situation growing even more complicated as

questions by leaving, she instead confirmed Alexia’s suspicion that Chaim and Evelyn had some sort of history. That just left Alexia to wonder if Evelyn was Chaim’s secret crush, or maybe his

situation. Alexia patted her face and cheered herself up. She grabbed her phone and sent Chaim

*****

is buzzing again." Evelyn called to Chaim who was just getting out

paused drying his hair. "Who

text but you don’t have the number saved." Evelyn peeked at

‘It’s that girl again!'

picked up the phone to look at

"I’m not waiting

is she being like this? I told her to

her next words

her," Chaim said placing his phone

smiled, happy with Chaim’s response. "By the way, she called you before too. Can

his hair,

said she was your

stopped drying his hair and spoke slowly. "Did she really say

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