All Chapters of The Widow's Game: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Evangeline's Pov "Yes. I was looking for information," I said carefully. "What kind of information?" Martinez asked while leaning forward slightly. "Evidence about the south site collapse," I replied and folded my hands on the table. "Did you find any?" he pressed. "Yes. Emails between Daniel and Victor Harrow. Proof that Victor was threatening Daniel to keep quiet about the corruption," I said and watched their reactions.

Evangeline's Pov I spent the entire night thinking about Nathaniel's proposal and by morning I had made a list of seventeen reasons to say yes and twenty three reasons to say no and none of them mattered because I already knew what my answer was going to be. Yes. Not because I wanted to marry him and not because I loved him and definitely not because I thought this was a good idea. But because saying no meant staying vulnerable and staying vulnerable meant eventually dying and I was not ready to die yet. 

Evangeline's Pov  I woke up Wednesday morning and knew something was wrong before I even opened my eyes because my stomach felt strange and my body felt different and when I sat up too fast the room spun. I made it to the bathroom just in time to throw up everything from last night's dinner and when I was done I sat on the floor and stared at the wall and thought about dates and cycles and the fact that I could not remember the last time I had my period. Three weeks ago. Maybe four. I pulled out my phone and checked the calendar app where I tracked everything and I scrolled back and saw that I was five days late. 

Evangeline's Pov  Nathaniel came over Friday night with takeout and wine and he looked tired in a way I had not seen before and when he sat down on my couch he did not immediately try to touch me or control me or ask me questions about what I had been doing. He just sat there. "Are you okay?" I asked. "My father is making things difficult." "When is he not making things difficult?" "Fair point." We ate in silence for a while and I kept thinking about the pregnancy test sitting in the bathroom trash and whether I should tell him tonigh

Nathaniel's Pov  The shareholders' press event was scheduled for Tuesday afternoon at the Harrow Industries headquarters and I had exactly three hours to prepare Evangeline for what was about to happen. She showed up at my office at noon wearing a black dress that was professional but also showed just enough to remind everyone watching that she was beautiful and dangerous. "You look perfect," I said. "You mean I look like someone you own." "That too." She sat down across from my desk and crossed her legs. "What is this press event act