Chapter 194

The moment "police" was mentioned, Yvonne Young's face turned ashen.

"Don't call them! I'm begging you!"

Her entire body trembled, nails digging deep into her palms. A criminal record would ruin her future.

Evelyn Sullivan's lips curled into a cold smile. "You didn't think about consequences when you attacked me with a knife?"

"I wasn't in my right mind!" Yvonne dropped to her knees. "You weren't hurt, were you? Have mercy for my aging parents—"

"Luck saved me, not your mercy."

"Someone put me up to this!" Yvonne suddenly grabbed Evelyn's pant leg. "After I was fired, someone gave me a flash drive with footage of you meeting Bianca Quinn—"

Evelyn shook her off, her gaze icy.

"Assault. Defamation. The court summons are already on their way."

Yvonne burst into hysterical laughter, the sound echoing down the hallway.

"Evelyn Sullivan, you've destroyed me! I'll haunt you from the grave!"

"You brought this on yourself."

Ethan Sullivan stepped forward, shielding Evelyn. "You won't get the chance."

Recognition flashed in Yvonne's eyes as she finally saw who stood before her.

Before she could speak, bodyguards dragged her away.

As Evelyn turned, a streak of crimson caught her eye.

"You're hurt!"

Ethan glanced down. Blood had soaked through his white shirt cuff.

"It's nothing."

"Stay here!"

She took off running, her hair whipping behind her.

Ten minutes later, Evelyn returned breathless, beads of sweat on her nose.

"Lift your arm."

The moment the alcohol swab touched his wound, Ethan's muscles tensed.

"Bear with it."

As she bent her head, a loose strand of hair fell forward. Ethan instinctively reached out—

Slap!

The sharp sound cracked through the hallway.

Evelyn stepped back, fury burning in her eyes.

"Ethan Sullivan, the ink on our divorce papers isn't even dry yet!"

He rubbed his stinging cheek, voice rough. "My apologies. Old habits die hard."

The night wind swept through the corridor, carrying away unspoken words into the moonlight.