Chapter 80: Breaking The Walls
"Thank you."
William’s voice echoed in Evelyn’s mind, her emotions spiraling. She had yearned for this moment—to be seen by him again, after so many years of cold indifference. But of course, fate finally handed it to her after she discovered the devastating truth: she wasn’t his real daughter.
Evelyn bit the inside of her cheek, fighting back the sting of tears. How cruel it was, to finally taste what she had craved for so long, only to realize it was built on a lie.
Taking a deep breath, she replied coldly, "You must stop trusting people blindly." When William sighed not expecting her to bring up this topic again, she continued, "Someone was trying to ruin your health completely and your most trusted doctor was also a part of it."
"You don’t have to always doubt Sophia," William said, having been through this talk for quite a few years. Yet his eyes seemed to be blinded by a thick veil that he couldn’t just doubt on Sophia. "She had done so much for me after Gracia’s and mother’s death. I cannot frame her when there is enough evidence."
Evelyn sighed out loud, realizing this man was done for her and she should just give up on saving him from that snake. But now that Sophia had won her battle, Evelyn doubted for her to come up with something stupid again so she decided to let her dumb dad enjoy being in his dear love delusions.
"What’s that?" William asked, noticing the box in her hand.
Evelyn met his eyes before her gaze returned to the porridge she had brought. "Erm," she started, clutching the box tightly, and continued, "I tried to make some porridge-like grandma did."
William’s eyes widened in surprise, a ripple coursing through his heart after what felt like a decade. Though Sophia had tried to fill the gap, the loneliness he felt after even losing his mother never faded away, something he knew Evelyn could help out but he never dared to burden her with it.
A minute of silence filled the room again, causing Evelyn to clutch the box tightly in her hand. "I don’t think it’s good, I will just throw it away." She quickly added and turned around to dump it, feeling both awkward and nervous to even ask him if he wanted to taste it.
"Let me try it a bit," William’s voice, though soft, carried a note of surprise. He shifted slightly forward in bed, his gaze resting on the box in Evelyn’s trembling hands.