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 said.

his friend,

will tell.”

***

In the

Evan’s

already past nine, and his assistant had been calling

landline since seven.

like Mrs. Shaw to enter

permission, but at

was worried for

sake.

Mister Thompson?” Mrs.

again while

halfway.

one on the bed. “Sir Thompson? Mister

has called about an

contract.”

was no answer. She knocked

door, but there was

either. When she opened the bathroom, no

is Mister Thompson?”

man had not left

four in the morning. He

capable of walking a

the readiness

the house.

Shaw was about to leave

a thud inside the

frowned and decided

investigate it.

switching the lights to the enormous room,

of

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

Mrs. Shaw fell

Evan.

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

opportunities lost.”

that Mrs.

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

two years,

their divorce, Evan

but never acted on

reflected, ‘Did I love her? Did I

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

admitted it was love.

pang in his chest was unbearable. He thought, ‘So this is pain… the pain of loving someone. I loved Shanty. Why didn’t

those feelings for granted?’

loved her… I loved her,

Evan

a minute, she listened to Mrs.

front of him. He shut his eyes, stopping his

massaged

headache. He tapped on Mrs. Shaw’s shoulder and

some chicken

white gown he had

hung the same

a few days back.

Shantelle’s other clothes.

Shaw was still wiping the

She was about to leave

Evan

sure to maintain