The capital city didn’t exactly help Evelyn relax.
For one, it was loud, busy, and full of people who seed to think traffic laws were optional.
And to make things worse, on her very first day here, her husband had co ho injured.
Not just a paper-cut or a bruise.
No.
She had seen enough to know that the wound was quite deep; luckily, it didn’t puncture any of his vital organs or veins.
What made it even more strange was that the wound was clean, and the puncture area looked like a knife puncture.
So it must be a knife wound—
Soone had stabbed her husband!
And the fact that Axel brushed it off like it was nothing only made her curiosity deepen.
She wasn’t stupid. She knew he didn’t just accidentally bump into a sharp object.
He’d fought with soone, probably won, too, because he was still walking and breathing.
But she didn’t push him for answers.
Axel wasn’t the kind to open up when pressed, and she wasn’t about to make herself look like a nosy wife, no matter how badly she wanted to force the truth out of him.
So, she waited.
Waited for him to be honest with her, on his own.
And now, sitting in her ho office with a cup of coffee, Evelyn thought the day might finally be calm.
The morning sun painted the desk in a warm glow, her laptop was open, her to-do list was long, and she was ready to bury herself in work.
Until the news hit her screen.
Her eyes caught the headline flashing across the trending feed:
[Axel Knight, the CEO of Apex Holding, admits he is married.]
She blinked.
The following line was worse.
[The country’s most sought-after bachelor is already married!]
"What...?"
Evelyn scrolled down with disbelief.
Her mind blanked for a full five seconds before she let out a strangled laugh.
"No way. No way..."
But there it was, splashed across every mainstream news site, complete with his na, his photo, and his statent.
Evelyn froze.
The part that got her wasn’t the headline. It was the fact that Axel had promised her that he wouldn’t announce their marriage until she was ready.
Yet here it was.
Her hand trembled as she clicked on the article. When she saw the source, her stomach dropped.
Apex Holding Official Website.
Her heart skipped a beat.
"Oh. My. God."
Her hand shot to her mouth, stifling a gasp.
"He actually did it! He announced it... publicly?! Why so sudden? Why didn’t he tell anything?"
Countless questions tumbled through her mind.
When he left that morning, he hadn’t said a single word about this. Not even a hint. He kissed her goodbye, flashed that devastating smile of his, and said, "See you at dinner."
And now, the whole country knew he was already married. Even though he didn’t give a na, it’s still sothing that makes her heart race.
Evelyn rubbed her temple.
"Unbelievable. Completely unbelievable."
She didn’t want to jump to conclusions.
Maybe it was a mistake—a misunderstanding—a trigger-happy secretary, perhaps?
She grabbed her phone, ready to call him, but just as she unlocked it, the screen lit up with an incoming call.
Aunty Martha.
Evelyn hesitated. If she picked up now, she’d be stuck talking about it.
"I’ll call her back later," she muttered as she looked at the call, which finally ended without her answering.
Barely three seconds passed before the phone lit up again.
Stella.
"Oh, perfect," she muttered. "Now the family reunion begins."
She still didn’t want to answer it.
The phone buzzed again.
Oscar.
She let out a groan, tossing the phone onto her desk.
"You people, please... Give five minutes of peace. Huh!?"
Realizing she’d get no quiet otherwise, she switched to her laptop, opened the ssaging app, and started typing.
"Hi, Mr. Knight, did you sohow give the wrong instructions to your secretary to upload that announcent?"
She hit ’Send’ before she could overthink it.
Then she waited.
Her foot tapped against the floor. Her heart drumd faster than it should’ve.
The truth was... she was happy.
She hated admitting it, but knowing Axel had publicly declared he was married made her chest feel warm.
This announcent makes it clear that he no longer wants gossip writers to speculate about him having a secret lover, dating a top model, or being engaged to a movie star.
It marks the first ti he has publicly shared details about his private life.
Still, why now? And why didn’t he talk with her first?
She turned her eyes back to the laptop screen, rereading the statent he’d posted.
...
[Official Statent from Apex Holding]
From the Office of Axel Knight, CEO.
To our shareholders, partners, and the general public:
I would like to take a mont to address recent speculation and rumors regarding my private life.
Yes, I am married.
My wife is neither a celebrity nor a public figure. She is not involved in my business or professional responsibilities.
Our marriage is a personal matter, and it will remain that way.
I ask the dia, online platforms, and individuals to respect this boundary.
Please do not attempt to pursue, question, or publish information about my wife.
Any attempts to photograph, expose, or publish material about her will be regarded as a violation of privacy, and Apex Holding, as well as I, will not hesitate to pursue legal action.
My professional life and my personal life are separate. This will be respected going forward.
Thank you for your understanding.
Axel Knight
CEO, Apex Holding
...
Evelyn reread every word, this ti more slowly.
She wasn’t sure whether to smile or panic.
On one hand, the ssage was protective; he was shielding her from the dia, keeping her private life safe.
On the other hand, it sounded almost like a warning to anyone who dared to approach her.
Like he was drawing a line in the sand.
"Did soone try to ss around with him?" she murmured. "Or with ?"
She leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, eyes glued to the screen.
The more she read the statent, the less it felt like a random PR move. This was deliberate. Precise. Tid.
And the timing couldn’t be a coincidence.
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