Capture Her Heart After Marriage

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…’

and Chaim was taking a shower at Evelyn's.

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

that realization, but the two of them being together still hurt. She threw the phone on the table and curled up in the nearest chair. She pulled her legs to her chest and buried her head in

clearing the dishes by then and headed to the living room to check on Alexia, only to find her curled up

what's the matter?" Aunt

Alexia mumbled, from where she buried her

seem fine." Aunt Song patted Alexia on the shoulder. "Did

Alexia shook her head.

guessed right and sighed. "Will Mr.

"He may

Song gasped, "Is

"No, he isn’t sick. He’s staying there

did you say Evelyn?" Aunt Song asked, failing to hide the

she responded. "Yes, do you

Aunt Song nodded, unsure how to respond. "She’s

at Alexia and stopped talking

pit of her stomach

said, dear. Since Mr. Lancaster won't be home tonight, you should go upstairs and

even bother to take off the apron

situation growing even more complicated as

Song might have been avoiding answering Alexia’s 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

she was, Alexia felt a bit better knowing more about the whole situation. Alexia patted her face and cheered herself up. She grabbed her phone and sent Chaim a text

*****

to Chaim who was just getting out

paused drying his hair.

a text but you don’t have the number saved." Evelyn peeked at the phone, rage boiling in

‘It’s that girl again!'

dressed and picked up the phone to

"I’m not waiting up

is she being like this? I told her to wait for me in

her next words

that matters. You can ignore her," Chaim said placing

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

Chaim went back to drying off his hair, not really listening

said she

stopped drying his hair and spoke slowly. "Did