Chapter 142

Evelyn's POV "Put me down," I protested. "I can walk by myself." "Don't move," he replied, his eyes meeting mine with a look that silenced further argument. "You've already pulled your stitches enough for one morning." After gently placing me in front of the sink and making sure I was steady on my feet, Calvin stepped out to use the smaller washroom on the opposite side of the suite. I stared at my reflection in the mirror—pale face, dark circles under my eyes, hair tangled from sleep. By the time I finished washing up, Calvin was already leaning against the bathroom doorframe, waiting for me with an intensity in his gaze that made my heart flutter despite everything. His gaze followed the water droplets sliding down my cheeks to my collarbone, so I immediately pulled up my collar. Calvin walked in, carrying a tray of food. "Breakfast is here," he said. "Eat first, then we'll go see the kids." Before I could protest, he moved with that supernatural speed, scooping me up carefully to av