Chapter 1197

Chapter 1197:

“I’m sorry, Evie. I promise I won’t take up too much of your time. I just need to say a few things.”

Evie stood there in silence, her posture stiff.

Waylon took a deep breath before continuing, “After that day, I tried to forget, like you said. But the more I tried, the more I couldn’t. It became clearer with every passing day. Evie, my feelings for you have changed. It’s no longer just brotherly affection—it’s something deeper, something more. I need to give myself the chance to tell you how I feel, and I hope you can share your feelings with me too.”

As he finished speaking, Waylon’s gaze was fixed on Evie, intense and sincere.

Evie turned her face away, unwilling to meet his eyes.

She spoke softly, but there was an edge to her words.

“Waylon, to me, that was just an accident. You feel like you need to take responsibility, but does that mean I’m supposed to let you? I don’t need that. As for your feelings for me, you’ve never been in a relationship before, but I have. When I like someone, I want to be with them, to build a life together. These things come naturally, not like what happened between us. You’ll meet the right person one day…”

“There won’t be another right person!” Waylon interjected, his voice firm, his gaze unwavering.

“I may have never been in a relationship, but I know how I feel. And about that night—it was also your first time. If you hated me, you wouldn’t have…”

Evie’s voice cut through the air, sharp and direct as she finally faced Waylon. Her eyes locked with his.

“I admit I was moved that day. But as adults, we both have needs. It was a mutual exchange, nothing more. If I found someone else who was attractive, I might have done the same.”

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“What…?” Waylon stood there, stunned, his mind racing at her blunt words.

Evie didn’t offer any more explanation. Without another glance, she turned and walked toward her agent.

Waylon watched her leave, his gaze following her retreating form, still shocked. He couldn’t believe how easily she had dismissed everything they had shared. Yet, the thought gnawed at him—if what she said was true and she could be with anyone, why couldn’t she be with him? His mind raced, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to Evie’s words. Perhaps he wasn’t steady enough for her, but he was determined to prove, through his actions, that his feelings and his desire to take responsibility were not empty words.

Later, back at work, Waylon streamlined his tasks for the following days, focusing only on what was essential. He grabbed a pen and a notebook, scribbling down everything he could think of about Evie.

That evening, while Madisyn and Andrew were in the study, Waylon’s video call came through.

“Waylon?” Madisyn answered, a hint of surprise in her voice.

“Is Andrew there with you?” Waylon asked.

“Yeah, what’s up?” Madisyn handed the phone to Andrew, and the two of them stared at Waylon’s face on the screen.

Waylon, his voice serious, asked, “You two are the closest to Evie, right? Do you know what she particularly likes, or what she enjoys doing?”

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