Evie arrived at her home, for now, and slumped on the bedsheets. Confused and hurt, she replayed the scene that happened only moments ago.
‘How can he claim me as his but say nothing when Jessica walks in?!’ She wondered as she thought about Charlie’s stern look when Jessica called him by a nickname and how he had shot her a questioning look when she said she would be leaving for Chicago.
Evie came to the conclusion that he had decided she was his, as long as he wasn’t hers.
Well, two can play that game. Evie decided after playing out different scenarios in her head.
Meanwhile, Charlie had forgotten he had asked Jessica to meet with him to discuss previous personal matters. She was meant to meet him in a restaurant and he half knew that she would waltz into the offices on purpose,
