Chapter 260

Nathan's gaze was stormy, his dark eyes swirling with unspoken turmoil.

In stark contrast, Evelyn stood composed, her face an unreadable mask of serenity. After a brief, charged moment, she averted her eyes and strode forward, her steps quick and purposeful.

Just as she was about to pass him, Nathan's hand shot out, his fingers wrapping around her wrist with undeniable force, stopping her in her tracks.

Evelyn turned her head, meeting his intense stare with unwavering calm. Her voice was soft but firm as she asked, "Do you need something?"

"Why did you bring Alexander to meet your grandmother? What was the point of that?" Nathan's voice was low, laced with unmistakable irritation.

Evelyn's brows knitted slightly as she lifted her chin, her expression unshaken.

Her lips parted, her reply crisp and unyielding. "What do you mean? My friend wanted to have dinner with my grandmother. Is that a crime? Or do I need your permission now, Mr. Black?"

Nathan's jaw clenched, his gaze turning glacial as he studied her. "So, Alexander gets to dine with your grandmother, but I don't?"

The question was sharp, slicing through the thick tension between them.

His displeasure was palpable.

Evelyn's lips curled into a faint, mocking smile as she let out a derisive laugh. "Mr. Black, you seem to have a selective memory. Who was it who declared he wouldn’t attend any more of my family gatherings? Since you made your stance crystal clear before, how could I possibly defy you?"

Nathan faltered, momentarily silenced by her words.

The quiet between them was heavy, though it lasted only seconds.

Nathan’s voice shifted into something commanding, his tone firm as he said, "Regardless, Alexander isn’t allowed to—"

Evelyn’s gaze darkened, something unreadable flickering in her eyes as she pulled her wrist free from his grip.

Her voice was cool, almost detached, as she replied, "We’re practically divorced already, Mr. Black. You really shouldn’t waste your time worrying about such trivial matters, should you?"

Nathan’s expression remained shadowed, but then, something shifted in his mind.

A knowing smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he studied her. His voice dropped to a husky murmur. "Evelyn, you don’t actually want this divorce, do you?"

Evelyn stiffened, her composure cracking for just a heartbeat.

Her lashes fluttered, betraying the storm of emotions beneath her calm facade before she let out a sharp, icy laugh. "You’re delusional. I’m counting the days until our divorce is finalized. I can’t wait."

"Is that so?" Nathan arched a brow, his expression inscrutable as he stepped closer, closing the distance between them.