Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

“Madman, he’s truly a madman, this twisted man, William!”

Evelyn gritted her teeth and immediately deleted the message as if she hadn’t seen it.

Damn it, she thought. If only she had changed her phone number earlier. She should have made it so that William could never find her. How did he manage to find her now?

“Evelyn, I miss you so much. I hope you can come see me.”

At that moment, William sent another message to Evelyn.

Evelyn closed her eyes and deleted it.

She absolutely would not respond to anything from this lunatic.

She knew she had been through so much, carrying deep wounds within, but she was generally optimistic and cheerful, adept at regulating herself.

During this time, she had been working hard to heal herself. Even though she lived with Isabella, she found ways to keep herself occupied.

She had treated the past as a nightmare, pretending to forget everything that had happened.

But she hadn’t expected William to reappear.

And now this, sending her these photos, as if to remind her of everything that had happened before. Those things she had thought were nightmares now resurfaced in her mind, making Evelyn feel nauseous.

Isabella noticed that Evelyn didn’t look too good. She couldn’t help but grasp Evelyn’s hand and ask, “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

Evelyn shook her head. “I’m fine.”

She didn’t dare tell Isabella about this. At that moment, she felt as though her heart was being crushed by a heavy stone, the suffocating feeling making it hard for Evelyn to catch her breath.

During dinner, Evelyn was also in a hurry. After finishing, she made an excuse about needing to study on her computer and returned to her room.

Closing the door, Evelyn tossed her phone aside and curled up in a corner, crying.

She knew she was safe living here now, without having to worry about William barging in at any moment. But the experiences of the past now lashed at her like a merciless whip, causing her whole body to ache, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Why? What had she done wrong to deserve all this?

Why wouldn’t William leave her alone? She was innocent. Why did he continue to harass her?

“Evelyn, by the way, you haven’t told Isabella about this, have you? I know you care a lot about your parents. You wouldn’t want anything to happen to them, would you?”

After saying this, William immediately sent a photo to Evelyn. In the photo, a middle-aged couple sat together eating. They appeared to be in a restaurant, and the angle of the photo could only have been taken from across their table.

Oh God! William had gone to find her parents!

In that moment, Evelyn felt as though her heart was being tightly squeezed, the suffocating feeling making her feel like she was about to pass out.

She hadn’t told her parents about what had happened to her. Although her parents were also in Chicago, they were far from her. She only went to stay with them when she had free time; the rest of the time, she lived in her rented apartment. She hadn’t told them because she didn’t want them to worry.

William had only met her parents once, at a restaurant. She had thought that he would never find her parents.

So she hadn’t told her parents about William’s true nature, only that she had broken up with him, asking her parents to delete all his information.

But now, William had found her parents.

In that moment, Evelyn felt as though she was standing in darkness, surrounded on all sides. It was as if no matter which way she chose to go, she would ultimately be swallowed by the darkness.

Evelyn hadn’t intended to respond to William, but at that moment, she found herself trembling as she began to type.

“William, what do you want? Can you leave my parents alone? Can you stop bothering them, please?”

She was truly frightened. Her parents were the people she was closest to in this world. What did William want to do to them?

“Of course, but Evelyn, can you come back to me? I miss you.”

After saying this, William sent Evelyn an address.

“Tomorrow night, come here. I’ll be waiting for you.”

The address turned out to be that of a large hotel in Chicago.

Heavens, Evelyn was surprised. William had such audacity, daring to go to such a place. Emanuele had been looking for him. Wasn’t he afraid?

“By the way, if you tell Emanuele that I’m dead, your parents will die too.”

Faced with William’s warning, Evelyn cried in anger.

“You can’t harm my parents.”

“Let’s see how you behave.”

Evelyn felt useless, unable to protect herself or her parents. She should have sought Emanuele’s help earlier. At least Emanuele could have arranged for people to protect her parents.

She had been so careless, thinking that William was in trouble and wouldn’t find her parents.

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Should she go and meet William? Would he tie her up again and not let her leave?

Just thinking about it made Evelyn feel extremely scared. She was terrified at the thought of being bound to a bed, living in perpetual darkness.

But should she tell Emanuele?

Thinking about William’s threat, Evelyn knew he would carry it out.

He was such a despicable person. She had loved him so much, sacrificed so much for him, and he could still harm her, let alone her parents.

William was someone who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals, and Evelyn understood that now.

But she had no choice. She could only obey.

That night, Evelyn couldn’t sleep. It wasn’t until the next morning that she drifted off into a fitful sleep.

When Evelyn woke again, it was Isabella who had roused her.

“Evelyn, are you okay? Why did you sleep so long?”

“I’m okay, just wanted to sleep in a bit.”

Isabella was very worried about Evelyn. It seemed that since last night, Evelyn hadn’t been quite right, but whenever Isabella asked, she wouldn’t say.

She was truly worried about Evelyn.

Evelyn went to the bathroom to freshen up. When she saw her pale face, she felt a bit detached. The woman in the mirror looked like a ghost.

She splashed water on her face, applied a light layer of makeup to conceal her tired appearance.

Evelyn felt her heart racing, as if she might suddenly drop dead at any moment.

Just the thought of meeting William that evening, encountering that demonic man, made her feel like she needed a sedative.

As she stepped out, she saw Isabella waiting at the door, looking at her with concern. She said to Isabella, “Isabella, I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”

“You look a bit awful,” Isabella said.

“Maybe because I stayed up studying until three in the morning.”

“Well, let’s eat breakfast early, and if you want to sleep later, you can.”