The Queen Returns—And She's Unforgiving novel Chapter 122

Blake narrowed his eyes slightly. "I'll leave my dear Evie in your hands, then."

Evelyn frowned, thinking something was wrong with what he said.

Lucas, on the other hand, did not react much. "Of course," he replied.

His poise and composed demeanor made it difficult to tell whether it was genuine or not.

Blake hesitated for a moment. He shot Evelyn a glance before leaving to find his girlfriend.

Today mattered a lot to Evelyn. She mourned the loss of Naomi. She decided to forgo sleep and stay by Naomi's portrait for the night, as if being close to it could ease the turmoil within her.

It was already dusk after seeing Justine off. She stood and turned to her mother's portrait.

Evelyn was surprised to find that Lucas was still here. She went and sat down by Naomi's portrait.

To her surprise, Lucas followed and took a seat next to her.

"I'll stay beside you," he said, meeting Evelyn's gaze when he felt her eyes on him.

There was no warmth in his tone, yet his actions said otherwise.

Evelyn eyed him with suspicion. "I'm not sleeping, you know."

"I know." Unbothered, he glanced at his watch. "You want me to leave?"

The corners of his lips curved upward slightly. There was something odd about his smile.

Evelyn was taken aback. Was he not going to meet Tiffany? Was it possible that her grief today stirred something within him?

Was he trying to be there for her?

Evelyn's expression did not falter, nor did her feelings.

She could not understand, therefore she did not bother to.

By 8:00 pm, Evelyn's limbs had gone stiff. She stretched, only to find Lucas still seated there, brow furrowed as he scrolled through his iPad. He really did stay next to her the whole time.

Evelyn knew that he had no obligations to do this.

Evelyn did not ask him to stay, nor did she wonder why he had to go.

Deep down, she already knew. As long as it involved Tiffany, it would always be his first priority, no matter how trivial it was.

For him to be willing to stay until now was more than enough for Evelyn.

As for breaking his promise to stay the night with her—was she surprised?

Not at all. She had long gotten used to it.

Evelyn stared at Naomi's portrait, her eyes fixed on Naomi's gentle smile.

Evelyn walked over and carefully wiped the glass frame before heading over to Deborah's room.

She was still awake, busy sorting out Naomi's old belongings.

Noticing Evelyn, she waved her over. "Where's Lucas?"

Evelyn took a deep breath and gently took Deborah's hand. "Granny… He won't be around anymore. We're getting divorced."