Evelyn stared at the pregnancy test in her hand, her knees trembling until she sank to the floor.
Since that wild night with Axel Knight, she hadnât thought about him, not once.
Sheâd shut him out completely, burying the memory deep in the farthest corners of her mind.
Until a few days ago, when her body started acting strangely and her period was more than two weeks late, thatâs when the suspicion crept in.
And today, she finally took the test.
"Oh... my... God. What do I do now?"
Her hands shook as she stared at the result, heart pounding against her ribs.
"Knock. Knock."
The sound jolted her.
She turned quickly toward the door, panic flaring, and fumbled to hide the test behind her.
But her legs were too weak to support her.
"Sis, are you in there? Dinnerâs ready. Weâre all waiting for you," came Stellaâs impatient voice from the other side.
"Iâm coming..."
...
Evelyn found the family dinner unbearable.
The delicious-looking dishes that she knew tasted wonderful now tasted completely bland in her mouth.
She wanted to tell her father about the pregnancy, right now, and beg him to cancel the marriage arrangement. Cancel tomorrowâs dinner.
But hearing how excited he was about the alliance with the nationâs leading medical business family made her hesitate.
At this moment, prayer was her only lifeline.
She silently begged her father to stop talking about her future husband, Daniel Lincoln.
Of course, Evelynâs prayers were ignored.
A second later, her sister Stellaâs words made her want to vanish from the room.
"Sister Eve, Iâm so jealous of you..." Stella pouted slightly, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Evelyn.
She continued, "Danielâs such a handsome and respected neurosurgeon. A genius among young doctors... You know what? In my faculty, heâs practically a god!"
"Yes, I agree with Stella..." Alicia chimed in, looking proudly at her stepdaughter, Evelyn.
"Whenever Iâm out with my friends, they all talk about him. Everyone wants him to marry into their family... I was so happy when the Lincolns chose you as their daughter-in-law."
Then Alicia turned to Stella and added, "Youâd better study hard, Stella... Maybe someday youâll marry another genius doctor, too. Your daddy already promised to invest in the medical field. Right, Will?"
William Walters cleared his throat, then nodded to confirm his wifeâs words.
"Sure, Mom... Iâm studying hard right now," Stella giggled, then went back to enjoying her dessert.
While her family spoke with such excitement about the marriage, Evelyn felt her heart grow heavier with each word.
She couldnât blame them. Daniel Lincoln was someone sheâd known since childhood. He was intelligent, kind, and a true gentleman.
But as they grew older, their lives drifted apart. Daniel focused on his medical career while she poured herself into the family business.
When she learned Daniel had chosen her, she was shocked.
Evelyn thought Daniel would marry someone from the medical field, but she was wrong.
Though they hadnât met to talk about the engagement, she never objected. She is twenty-five now. It was time to settle down, and she wasnât dating anyone.
But now? She is pregnant.
How could she continue this marriage arrangement?
And not just pregnant, but the father of the child inside her was her fatherâs biggest enemy: the Knight family.
âHow can I talk to dad now?â
Evelyn silently sighed, lowered her head, and tried to stay calm while hiding a troubling thought in her mind.
William Waltersâ gaze lingered on Evelyn. He watched her closely, noticing the way her fingers trembled slightly around her fork, and how she hadnât taken more than a few bites of her food.
"Evelyn?" His voice was calm, but firm. "Is something wrong?"
The table fell silent.
Everyone is now looking at her.
Evelyn looked up, eyes wide, caught in the silence. Her throat tightened. She couldnât lie anymore.
"I canât marry Daniel," she said, voice soft but clear.
A beat of silence.
Then Alicia blinked.
"Eve, what are you saying, my dear?"
"Iâm saying..." Evelyn took a shaky breath. "I canât accept the marriage arrangement. Iâm... Iâm pregnant."
The room froze.
Forks paused in midair.
Stella gasped.
William leaned forward slowly, his expression unreadable.
"Pregnant?"
Evelyn nodded once, her voice barely holding together. "Yes."
"Whoâs the father?" William asked, his tone colder now, heavier.
Evelynâs lips parted, but no sound came out. She lowered her gaze, her silence wrapping the table in tension.
"Iâm not ready to talk about that," she said finally.
Alicia pressed a hand to her chest.
"Evelyn, how long?"
"Four or maybe five weeks..." she whispered.
Stella looked at Evelyn, stunned.
"Youâve got to be kidding me, right, sis? Youâre just trying to prank us, right?"
"I wish I were," Evelyn muttered, her voice filled with guilt. "But this is the truth."
The silence was unbearable. The air around the dining table had turned even colder.
Evelyn could barely lift her eyes, but she could feel her fatherâs stare boring into her like a sharp dagger.
"Say, his name..." William Waltersâ voice was low and heavy.
Evelynâs lips trembled as she met his furious gaze.
"Iâm sorry... I canât, Dad..."
"You will," he snapped. His voice cracked through the room. "You think you can stay here... under my roof and spit out something like this and not explain yourself?"
"Will, please donât be angry..." Alicia started, reaching for his hand.
He yanked it away.
"Donât. Not now, Alice..." His eyes never left Evelyn. "Tell me who he is. Now. Before I find him myself."
Evelyn opened her mouth, but no words came. Her heart was hammering so loudly she could barely breathe.
She noticed the anger in her fatherâs eyes. She recognized the man who had built an empire from scratch and had toppled rivals for minor reasons.
If she said Axel Knightâs name.
If she even whispered it.
Her father wouldnât just ruin him. Heâd kill him. And afterward, maybe kill her too for bringing shame and impurity to his family.
"I... I canât tell you," she whispered. "Please respect me, Dad. Iâm an adult, not a teenager!"
William slammed his fist against the table, making everyone flinch.
"Then Iâll give you choices, since you seem to need them spelled out!"
He stood slowly, towering over the room with the authority of a man who had ruled the family.
"You want to act like an adult? Fine. Then listen like one. You have two paths, Evelyn."
Evelynâs breath caught in her throat as her eyes trembled while she looked at her furious father.
"One... Go to the doctor and get rid of that little demon inside you, then go ahead with your engagement to Lincoln. We will save your future, your name, your place in this family."
He paused, each word deliberate. Final.
"Will, how could..." Alicia couldnât finish her sentence, stunned by what she just heard. She gasped in disbelief, words failing her as she struggled to process her husbandâs unexpected words.
Stella gasped, just as shocked as her mother.
Evelynâs heart aches inside. She canât believe her father would ask her that way. Her hand clenched tightly under the table, but she couldnât voice anything as her father kept speaking.
"Two... keep it. And walk out of here with nothing... No more Evelyn Walters. No family. No inheritance. No help. Just you, and your shame."
"Will!" Alicia gasped, her voice trembling. "Sheâs our daughter! Please..."
"She made her decision," William growled. "Now Iâm making mine."
Evelyn couldnât move. Her legs felt like stone. Her mouth was dry.
Stella sat frozen, eyes wide, tears threatening to spill.
"You have time after dinner with the Lincolns tomorrow," William said coldly, already turning away. "Make your choice."
And with that, he walked out, leaving Evelyn in a house that no longer felt like home.