Chapter 382

At first, Evelyn didn't comprehend the weight of his words. Only after a delayed pause did the meaning sink in, leaving her speechless.

His fingers brushed against her cheek as he murmured, "Evelyn, tell me what's on your mind."

Her expression darkened. "I don't know."

"Don't know what?"

"How to respond to you."

Nathaniel's lips curved into a faint smile. His thumb traced the delicate curve of her cheekbone. "Is it really that complicated? Can't you even identify your own feelings about what I just said?"

"I can't put it into words right now."

He chuckled darkly, his piercing gaze demanding answers. "Evelyn, are you truly unable to describe your emotions, or do you simply refuse to believe me?"

She flinched.

His accusation hit its mark.

He was right. She didn't trust his sudden declaration because it defied all logic. After a year of failing to win his affection, this abrupt change seemed impossible.

Evelyn suspected it was only because of the baby. Had his feelings for her truly shifted?

Nathaniel watched the emotions flicker across her face with growing amusement. "It's fine if you don't believe me yet. You will in time. But first, I need to know what you're really thinking."

Her expression shifted subtly. She met his gaze, genuinely at a loss.

Throughout their marriage, his love had been her deepest longing. Had this happened before the divorce talks, she would have been overjoyed. Now, those desires felt like relics of the past.

Words failed her.

The silence stretched between them. Evelyn remained quiet for too long.

Nathaniel's face darkened visibly. The tension became unbearable.

Then his phone rang.

He pulled it out, glancing at the screen. Evelyn clearly saw Isabella's name flash across the display before their eyes met. "You should answer that," she said evenly.

She turned her attention to the window. Nathaniel studied her for a long moment before accepting the call.

"What do you want?" His voice held no warmth.

Isabella's fragile tone carried through. "Nathaniel, can you come now? I've remembered more details about the accident - I can describe the driver who hit us."

His expression turned icy. Without responding, he ended the call and turned back to Evelyn.

"I need to leave. Do you want to wait here or go home?"

Just one call from Isabella, and he was ready to drop everything.

Evelyn asked quietly, "You're going to see Isabella?"

"Yes. There are things I need to clarify."

"Is it really necessary?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.