Deep Love Hidden From Him
Chapter 85

Before she returned, Everleigh never once doubted that the incident that happened seven years ago would have something to do with her best friend Josephine, even though Christopher had reminded her time and time again to be cautious.

Josephine was still sitting opposite her, the invulnerable calmness on her cold face still there. "I am just working for the things that I want."

It was such a simple sentence, and yet it was the explanation for the deadly incident that Everleigh had met with seven years ago.

She was furious, but at that moment, the waiter came over and served their drinks.

Without even thinking, she grabbed the glass of iced water and splashed it to the opposite side without hesitation.

"Ah!" Following Josephine's cry of horror, everyone in the restaurant looked in their direction.

"Have you gone mad?"

"Who's the crazy one? Me? Or you?" Everleigh gritted her teeth, gripping the empty cup in her hand so tightly that it seemed like it would be crushed, "How could you do such a thing?" "I... Josephine was abou to say something, but she suddenly looked over Everleigh's shoulder. When she saw the person approaching standing behind her, her face changed instantly and she cried, "Theodore..." Everleigh turned around in shock. Theodore was standing less than half a meter away from her. His towering figure struck fear into her. His face was dark. "Everleigh, what are you doing?" Everleigh clenched her fists. She did not know how to explain, nor did she want to explain.

If she still did not understand why Josephine did what she did back then, then she was truly an idiot. What else could it be? The thing she wanted, or rather, the person she wanted, was him. So, if it wasn't for Theodore's words, then the things that happened that night would not have happened.

At the thought of this, she clenched her fists even tighter. Her fingernails were piercing into her palm, but she felt no pain at all; she only felt numb. She felt numb all over.

After a long while, she gritted her teeth, and she asked Theodore, "Do you know what Josephine has done?"

"What did she do?" Theodore's tone was extremely cold. Josephine leaned into his arms, her eyes red. She looked so pitiful, and Everleigh felt that no man could resist that at all. 'Theodore, I only heard that Everleigh was having some troubles sending her two children to school so I invited her out to see if there was anything I could help. I don't know why she did that..." "Don't be afraid." Theodore took a tissue from one of the waiters and wiped the water on her face while she snuggled in his embrace. He did not say a word, but he was obviously filled with rage. Sniffs and sobs could be heard as if she was spilling out endless grievances in her. However, Everleigh realized that while Theodore was embracing that woman in his arms, his eyes were clearly filled with cold light.

It was a look of mockery, filled with cold and endless scorn.

She immediately understood Josephine's real purpose of inviting her here today.

She was sure that it was impossible for her to speak of what happened that night seven years ago in front of so many people. She was absolutely sure that Theodore would be disgusted at the thought of what happened that night seven years ago.

Theodore's gaze seemed to be burning. He glared at her aggressively, as if he was still waiting for her explanation.

Under such a gaze, Everleigh's burning anger seemed to be slowly extinguished by cold water. Her tightly clenched fists gradually loosened too.

What could she say?

Was she supposed to explain to Theodore in front of so many people that in her most expectant and youthful age, she was dragged by countless pairs of filthy hands into a dark alley where a heavy downpour ruined her youth forever?

To tell him that the reason they broke up back then was because she could not tell him what happened on that rainy night?

To tell him that the reason why she left without saying goodbye was not because she had loved someone else, but because she was pregnant and did not know who the father was?

Was she supposed to tell her that she refused to get rid of the babies because there was a tiny chance that he could be the father, and that she got into an argument with her whole family and went abroad to give birth?

To tell him that, every day for the past seven years, she has never forgotten him?

Even if she had the courage to tell him all this, would he believe her? Would he really listen to all seven years' worth of pent up feelings with his new lover in his arms?

What was worse was that everything had happened because of him.

Everleigh stared at the man for a long time before she was finally able to speak.

She was surprised by her own cold tone too, "I have nothing to say. Theodore, if you insist, you can believe what you are looking at, I have nothing to tell you. I still have other things to do, so I will take my leave first. Goodbye, I won't disturb you two."

"Stop right there!"

His cold voice came from behind, "Everleigh, you humiliated my fiancee in public. If you leave like this, people will think that I am incapable of protecting my woman. Do you think I can let you go like this?" The moment she heard this, Everleigh felt that her heart was being butchered by a big blunt knife. It hurt so badly that even her eardrums were buzzing.

After a long while, she turned around again, she lowered her eyes, "What do you want?"

Theodore frowned, and his expression got colder.

He truly hated this attitude of hers. She was obviously the one who was wrong, yet she still pretended to be right, to be strong, as if the whole world revolved around her.

The atmosphere was almost freezing, and in the deadlock, Everleigh never showed weakness too.

Theodore looked at her coldly, he said, "Josephine will do what you did to her. She will splash water on you like how you did to her. Then we'll call it even."

Each table in the restaurant had quite a distance between each other, but there were also a huge number of people watching the scene. That man's words and temperament was so strong that the onlookers dared not talk loudly, they gazed at the scene in silence.

"Forget it." Josephine said softly in Theodore's arms, "Theodore, just forget about it. I believe that Everleigh was only angry for a single moment. She did not do it on purpose." Hearing this, Everleigh almost sneered.

She has no good intentions at all. These were words that should be written on Josephine's face.

Sure enough, in the next second, she whispered, "Just let her apologize."

"Keep dreaming." Everleigh blurted out without thinking. Her beautiful eyes were full of disgust. She was extremely disgusted by the woman she was looking at.

As soon as she said that, she immediately picked up another glass of water from the table.

Theodore quickly protected the woman in his arms, he yelled, "Everleigh, what are you doing?"

Everleigh looked at him coldly, there was no longer any attachment in her eyes. She raised the glass of water in front of them and in front of everyone else and poured it down on her own head.

The cold water covered her face, her chest and her back. She felt as if her heart was soaked too; it was so cold that it made her shiver.

With a loud 'bang', she slammed down the cup. Droplets of water fell from her hair.

She stared at Theodore coldly, "Are you satisfied, Mr. Godfrey?"