NovelEnglishChapter 590
Motorcycles-the ultimate icons of speed and passion.
Evangeline clung to the biker's waist, the wind howling in her ears, her head resting against his back without a
second thought.
Under normal circumstances, she would be the one embracing the rush, arms outstretched, savoring the thrill.
However, not this time. This was different. She had a new life growing inside her. After she beca mother,
Evangeline was not the fearless Foster family princess anymore. She was just a mother who wanted nothing
more than to see her child grow up safe and sound. Out of nowhere, the howling wind around her ears cto a
halt, and the motorcycle stopped in front of a sleek white BMW.
Then ca teasing voice.
"Tto hop off, my Cuddly Cutie."
That nickname!
Evangeline's eyes widened in shock. "You are..."
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The man glanced back at her with a playful spark in his eyes. He put a finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet,
and then suggested, "Maybe we should get off first?"
Evangeline took in their awkward position. He was still poised as if he were riding the bike, while she was
halfway off, with just one leg still not quite free.
It was a bit unseemly, especially since she was visibly pregnant.
With a blush, Evangeline pulled her leg back in, watching him casually toss the bike aside and stride over to the
BMW. He opened the passenger door with a smooth, easy motion. "Con, get in. Where do you want to go?
I'll take you."
His movements had the effortless grace of a charming rogue.
She was suddenly reminded of her long-lost Uncle Aemon.
That good friend who had been keeping in touch from the shadows... Snow Wolf.
With that special nicknand his unmistakable personality, there was no doubt in her mind that this man was
Snow Wolf.
Faced with that lone man who had pulled her out of Julia's dangerous lair, Evangeline chose to trust without a
second thought. Once Evangeline was in the car, he shut the door behind her and took his place behind the
wheel.
As he buckled up, Evangeline's curiosity got the better of her. "Are you... Snow Wolf?"
Evangeline's gaze could not help but drift across the man's face, a slight frown creasing her brow. There was
something oddly familiar about him. Had they met before? However, no memories cto mind.
The man met her gaze with an aloof indifference. "Has anyone else ever called you Cuddly Cutie?"
"Uh, no."
Outside, Evangeline was the cherished princess of the Foster family. At home, she was Ms. Evangeline.
Nicknames were off-limits.
"But why does it feel like... we've seen each other before?"
He gave her a quick look and turned the key in the ignition.
"We have met before."
The car's engine roared to life, his voice crystal clear over the hum, and Evangeline heard every word.
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"Sorry, | just can't seem to remember."
Her memories of Snow Wolf were
fuzzy, stopping at the point where he had helped her search for Lydia and then suggested they meet up, which
she had turned down.
He let out a deep sigh, feigning resignation.
"If you can't remember, then don't worry about it. It wasn't exactly a happy memory."
The car pulled away, yet they had not decided where they were headed.
"Got any place in mind? I'll drive you there."
Where to...
She nearly told him she wanted to go home, but she choked them back at the last second. The image of
Walter and Julia, wrapped up in each
other, haunted her thoughts.
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