Chapter 152: The truth is spilled
Continuation, Third Person POV
Evelyn’s yell reverberated in the room, her high-pitched voice piercing through the tension that was lingering in the air between them and stabbing right into Jennifer’s chest.
Hurt flashed past Jennifer’s dark green eyes as she quickly lowered her head and averted her eyes. "Okay," she murmured softly under her breath, her voice barely above a whisper. She sounded as if she was going to cry but she only sucked in a deep breath before letting the words roll off the tip of her tongue. "I’m sorry, I won’t bother you again," she apologised, secretly reaching up to wipe the tears that were forming at the brim of her eyes.
Just as she spun on her heels and was ready to leave, the door swung open and the both of them looked up to find themselves looking right at Natalie.
They couldn’t help but to notice the distraught look that was plastered across her face, as a tiny frown resting between her brows. She looked as though she had been thinking a lot, like there was a lot going on inside of her head but she didn’t utter a word about it.
Jennifer took this opportunity to mutter the next few words, "Hi Mrs Lloyd," she greeted, forcing her lips into a smile. "I will leave you to be," she said before leaving and closing the door behind her, letting silence enveloped the both of them.
Natalie noticed the redness and puffiness of Jennifer’s eyes but she didn’t mention anything about it. Instead, the corners of her lips were curved upwards into a slight smile as she greeted her daughter.
"Hey Eve, how are you doing?" She asked in a soft tone as she sat down on the bed next to her, reaching out to hold her hand but Evelyn quickly pulled back her hand and looked away from her mother, ignoring her entirely. "Eve, what’s wrong?" She asked, her voice laced with a hint of concern and worry as she reached out once again to hold onto her shoulder.
"Don’t touch me!" Evelyn shrieked as she pushed her mother’s hand away fiercely without an explanation, leaving Natalie clueless and confused as a puzzled expression masked her features.
A frown immediately appeared on her face as she looked at her daughter. "Eve, what’s going on?" She questioned, confusion evident in her tone. "You can talk to me."
Evelyn turned back around to face her mother, a mixture of anger and betrayal was swirling in the depth of her eyes as she glared at her. She crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes into thin slits.