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

at fault,” Wendell

friend, saying,

will tell.”

***

Thompson?” In the

knocked on Evan’s room

was already past nine,

landline since seven.

like Mrs. Shaw to enter

without permission, but at

time, she was worried

sake.

Thompson?” Mrs.

while opening

halfway.

no one on the bed. “Sir

has called about an

contract.”

was no answer.

door, but there

the bathroom, no one was

is Mister Thompson?” Mrs.

the man had not left

since four in the

capable of walking a

more, have the

the house.

Shaw was about

she heard a thud inside the

She frowned and decided

investigate it.

the lights to the enormous

side of

his clothes from last night, curled like a ball on the part where Shantelle’s long

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

Evan.

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 as

opportunities

words that Mrs. Shaw

heart. He wasn’t completely sober yet, but he understood her words. Indeed, there

for two years,

their divorce, Evan

empty but never acted on those

reflected, ‘Did I love her? Did

these past few days if it were not the case. He had acknowledged how he missed

admitted it was love.

and clenched it. The pang in his chest was unbearable. He thought, ‘So this is pain… the pain of loving someone. I loved Shanty.

those feelings for granted?’

I loved her,

unfortunate,’ Evan

a minute, she listened to Mrs.

He shut his eyes, stopping his tears from

massaged

on Mrs. Shaw’s

some chicken soup for

looked up and studied the white gown he had bought Shantelle for her

had hung the same

few days back.

Shantelle’s other clothes.

was still wiping the

her face. She was about

when Evan

sure to maintain