Chapter 404

Evelyn Carter remained silent.

Alexander Hamilton studied her indifferent profile and wisely chose not to speak further.

"The medical fee is 150."

Alexander raised an eyebrow. "That cheap?"

"Hospital pricing is transparent."

"I thought a chief physician would charge more."

Evelyn looked up. "First, debridement is charged per session. Second, I'm an OB-GYN specialist."

Alexander pulled out his phone. "Bank transfer?"

"Fine."

A notification chimed.

After confirming the payment, Evelyn sent another transfer.

"Eight thousand. For the hotel."

Alexander's smile froze.

He should've seen this coming.

Evelyn always drew clear lines.

His phone vibrated again.

"Five hundred. For dinner."

Alexander gave a bitter laugh. "Just one meal."

"I can add more if it's insufficient."

"Do we really need to calculate everything?"

Evelyn nodded. "Yes."

"Why?" Alexander's voice rose abruptly. "You're kind to everyone except me! Vivian, Natalie, even that liar Peter—they all receive your warmth!"

"You're wrong."

"How?"

Evelyn met his gaze calmly. "This is how I treat people I want no connection with."

Alexander shot to his feet. "Evelyn!"

"I mean it." Her tone remained even. "If you marry Annabelle, I'll genuinely wish you happiness."

"Stop!"

"You've known each other for over twenty years—"

"That's in the past!" Alexander cut her off. "All I want now is a fresh start with you."

Evelyn shook her head. "Unnecessary."

A sudden ringtone interrupted them.

Evelyn checked the caller ID and walked to the balcony. "Dad?"

"Terry, where are you staying now?"

She frowned. "A hotel."

"It's not safe alone. Maybe—"

"No need." Evelyn refused outright. "See you tomorrow."

Hanging up, she turned to find Alexander still standing there, gaze burning.

"Anthony Taylor?"

Evelyn didn't answer.

"They want to reclaim you?"

"None of your concern."

Alexander stepped forward. "Let me help."

"Don't."

"Evelyn—"

"You've apologized countless times." She interrupted. "I've forgiven you. Now, please keep your distance."

Alexander clenched his fists. "So that's your final answer?"

"Yes."

Outside, the setting sun stretched their shadows long across the floor—parallel lines that never intersected.