Page 38 of Villainous Soul


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“Thank you,” Patrick said. “That’s very generous to you.”

There was an air of tension in the room. I had definitely interrupted something.

“Is Evie around. I wanted to thank her too.”

“Um, yea,” Patrick headed to a door in the back. “Evie,” he called out. “Come here.”

She came through the door, and her eyes grew round as she looked between me and her brothers. “Keir,” she started to say, then corrected herself. “Mr. Wilson.”

“I was hoping I could speak with you,” I said. Seeing her brought back a flood of emotions I didn’t realize I had pushed down.

“Um, sure.” She glanced at her brothers.

“I need to take Sean home before we open,” Patrick said. “Thank you again, Keir, for the passes.” He shook his hand. “Evie, I’ll be back. Paul will be here to help with the bar.”

“I’ve got to go prep the kitchen,” Colin said.

I stood there with Evie until everyone left. “Do you want to take a walk,” she said. “I need to get out of here.”

“How about lunch?” I suggested.

“I don’t have time.” She opened the door and headed down the sidewalk. “I thought we agreed not to see each other.”

“Aye, well, I needed to drop off the passes for your brother.”

There was a coffee shop two stores away, and she stopped at the door. “I need a coffee before work.”

I opened the door for her and followed her inside. We put our order in, and she went to pay. “I’ve got it,” I said, handing the barista my card.

I carried our drinks to a table, sitting down.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” she asked.

“I wanted to see how you’re doing.”

She ran her fingers through her long dark hair. “I’m fine.”

Whatever tension there was at the bar was radiating off of her now. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I need to tell you something,” I said. “And you won’t be happy about it.”

“What?”

“The paperwork for our marriage was never stopped. Sir Leonard managed to get it filed before I could stop it.”

Her face paled. “No, no, no,” she shook her head. “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“I’m sorry, Evie.” I reached for her hand.

“Stop. I can’t do this,” she said, standing up.

Fuck.

I stood up and took her arm, stopping her from walking out. “Wait. We’ll figure this out. I already have Alan handling it.”

“You promised me it wouldn’t go through.”

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