Giselle was forcibly blocked at the hospital entrance. When she was told Soren refused to see her, she paced back and forth in a panic, her eyes red with unshed tears. The entrance was swarming with bodyguards, making it impossible for her to force her way in.
She tried pleading with them, even threatening to kill herself, but they remained unmoved. Finally, in desperation, she played her last card: Evangeline.
That got a reaction, but not the one she'd hoped for. The head bodyguard simply shook his head. "You should go home. Mr. Fawkes will not see you." He had been in the room and heard the name Evangeline. Mr. Fawkes had made it clear he didn't want to see her.
Giselle's hope crumbled.
She sent a frantic message to Evangeline, begging her to put in a good word with Soren. After all, they had been married for five years. Surely Soren would grant her such a small favor out of respect for their past.
Worried Evangeline would refuse, she added another message: *If you don't help me, I'll come find you again tomorrow. I'll cry in front of you until you agree.*
Evangeline received the message just as she and the agent were arriving at the front door of the rental property. Her first instinct was to ignore it, but the thought of Giselle causing another scene at UME tomorrow was exhausting. She had too much work to do to waste time on this.
It was just a phone call.
She dialed Soren's number. He declined the first call. When she tried again, it went straight to a busy signal.
The agent stood by the door, waiting patiently, but Evangeline disliked keeping people waiting. Instead of calling again, she sent Soren a quick text.
*There's someone outside the hospital waiting to see you.*
After sending a reply to Giselle, she put her phone away and followed the agent inside.
A part of her had still been skeptical, wondering if she was being scammed. But her doubts vanished when she stepped into the living room and saw two other young women chatting amiably. The atmosphere was warm and welcoming. After introducing herself, Evangeline found that both women seemed just as friendly and easygoing as their profiles suggested.
She was already open to the idea of roommates, and now, with a reasonable rent and pleasant housemates, she was sold. She promptly signed the contract with the agent.
Once he left, Evangeline went to her new bedroom on the second floor of the small townhouse. The room was much larger than her old apartment, and the decor was far more tasteful. She even noticed that the sharp corners of the furniture had been covered with soft protectors. The homeowner must be a very thoughtful person, likely a woman.
She had planned to give the room a thorough cleaning, but a quick inspection revealed it was already spotless. There wasn't a speck of dust anywhere. The windowpanes were so clean they reflected her image perfectly, with faint traces of water still drying on the glass. It looked like it had been cleaned very recently.
As she set down her suitcase, one of her new roommates appeared at the doorway with a smile. "We heard you were moving in today, so we cleaned the room for you. No need to do it again!"
"Oh, thank you so much," Evangeline said quickly.


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