The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

Chapter 25: One Day

“Oh, my goodness! Not again!” Mrs. Shaw exclaimed, seeing Evan being guided by Wendell into the villa’s entrance at four in the morning.

She tried to aid Wendell, but Wendell

said, “It’s okay, Mrs. Shaw, I can

manage. Please help me open the door to

his room.”

More than a week had passed since Evan

learned that Shantelle had left the city.

After confronting his parents, he locked

himself inside his room. Evan did not

bother to eat until lunch the next day. He spoke to no one, not his parents, friends,

or the villa’s caretakers.

Evan only returned to work after three days of isolating himself.

In the succeeding days, he spent it at the

office, working until midnight.

Occasionally, he went to the club with his

friends Wendell and Sean. Wendell often

drove Evan home since he was usually

drunk.

Tonight was no exception. Wendell rang

the villa’s gates, delivering Evan in a

drunken state.

Same as the last that he was intoxicated,

Evan was talking like Shantelle had never

left.

“Mrs. Shaw, where is the Misses? Tell her

to make my favorite dish.”

“Why is she not home yet? It’s already late. Mrs. Shaw, call the Scotts and have Howard pick up Shanty.”

“Wendell, call Shanty.”

“Yes, Evan. I will. Take a nap first, okay, buddy!” Wendell could only ride on

Evan’s gibberish, knowing he was not

himself. Generally, the next day, Evan would be back to being silent.

Wendell carefully laid Evan on the bed. He turned to Mrs. Shaw and said, “He is fine, Mrs. Shaw.”

“Oh, my goodness,” Mrs. Shaw asked. ” How long will he be like this?” 1

“I don’t know, Mrs. Shaw, but it’s

different with Evan because he knows he

fault,” Wendell said. He

friend, saying, “Only

will tell.”

***

In the

Evan’s

already past nine, and his

landline since seven.

like Mrs.

without permission, but at

was

sake.

Mister Thompson?” Mrs.

again while opening the

halfway.

no one on the

called about

contract.”

answer.

door, but there was

opened the

is Mister

man had not

four in the morning. He

capable of walking a straight

more, have the readiness to

the house.

Shaw was about to leave

heard a thud inside the

frowned and decided

investigate it.

switching the lights to the enormous room, she found Evan

of the closet! He

his clothes from last night, curled like a

painful expression. Instantly, Mrs. Shaw fell to her knees, crying. She

Evan.

how you loved her then, this would not have happened to both of you,” she said, stuttering in her words. All those times when you were together “Her howls became lower

opportunities lost.”

Mrs.

sober yet, but he understood her words. Indeed, there were so

for two years, and

their divorce, Evan

he felt empty but never acted on those

love her? Did I love

if it were not the case.

admitted it was love.

unbearable. He thought, ‘So this is pain… the pain

those feelings for granted?’

loved her… I loved her, but she is

Evan

she listened to

front of him. He shut his eyes,

Evan massaged

tapped on Mrs. Shaw’s

Mrs. Shaw, prepare some chicken

studied the white gown he had bought Shantelle for

hung the same in

back. Then

Shantelle’s other clothes.

Shaw was still wiping the

face. She was about to

Evan

sure to maintain