secret lover 198

In “Secret Lover 198,” Evelyn receives a phone call from her husband, Axel, which fills her with joy and warmth. Their conversation is playful and light-hearted, showcasing their deep connection and mutual understanding. Axel shares that he has orchestrated a scandal involving his cousin to divert attention from himself, and their banter reflects a comfortable intimacy. However, the mood shifts when Evelyn expresses concern about the potential fallout of Axel’s actions on his cousin’s engagement and their family’s reputation.

As the conversation progresses, Evelyn learns that Axel’s father has been keeping an eye on the news, which heightens her anxiety about their relationship. Despite Axel’s reassurances, Evelyn feels the weight of their situation, recognizing that his father’s acceptance of their relationship remains unresolved. Axel’s protective nature comes to the forefront when he reacts with anger at the mention of Evelyn’s father, who has been harsh towards her. This moment reveals the emotional burdens they both carry, as Evelyn tries to reassure Axel that she can handle her father’s disapproval.

The couple shares lighter moments discussing their son, Oliver, and his whimsical aspirations, which brings laughter and warmth back into their conversation. Axel’s plans to take Oliver to his castle in France highlight their shared dreams and the joy of family life. However, the tone shifts again when Axel reveals he has to visit his parents, particularly his father, which causes Evelyn concern. She encourages him to go, understanding the importance of family, even amidst the underlying tension.

The chapter ends with Evelyn reflecting on the challenges ahead but feeling a sense of trust in their relationship. She believes that as long as Axel returns home to her and Oliver, they can face any difficulties together. The emotional highs and lows of their conversation encapsulate the complexities of love, family, and the struggles they navigate as a couple.

**TITLE: Secret Lover 198**

“Hubby.”

Evelyn beamed as she answered the call, her heart fluttering at the sound of his voice.

“Axel… Did I interrupt your meeting?” she asked, her tone light yet filled with curiosity.

A rich, amused chuckle resonated through the speakerphone, wrapping around her like a comforting blanket.

“No, not really. And yes,” he added with a playful lilt, “I’m the one who got someone to spill the beans about Max. We had to steer the spotlight away, right?!”

Evelyn couldn’t help but burst into laughter, the sound bright and carefree, a welcome escape from the day’s stresses.

“I knew it! You just couldn’t stand seeing us trending anymore, could you?” she teased back, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“You know me too well,” Axel replied, his voice smooth and confident. “If they want gossip, I’ll give them something juicier.”

“But your cousin?” she questioned, still half-laughing. “You really threw him under the bus?”

“He threw himself,” Axel remarked lightly, a hint of amusement lacing his words. “All I did was give the headlines a little nudge.”

Evelyn shook her head in disbelief, covering her mouth to suppress another giggle. The banter felt so natural, so comforting.

Then, her expression shifted as she cleared her throat, the laughter fading into concern. “But, what if this ruins his engagement?”

“Then maybe he’ll learn to think with his brain next time,” Axel replied dryly, a hint of sarcasm coloring his voice.

“Axel…” she said anxiously, though she couldn’t hide the smile tugging at her lips from his humor. “Still, I’m worried. This could reflect badly on your family. The Knights have a reputation, remember?”

“It’s fine,” he assured her calmly. “My father will probably thank me. Anything is better than seeing my face plastered all over the news next to yours.”

Evelyn’s laughter abruptly faded, her heart racing at the thought.

“Yo-Your father? H-He’s also watching the news?” she repeated softly, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

The warmth in her tone shifted to a cautious concern. She hesitated, weighing whether to press him further.

“Yeah,” Axel continued, his voice dropping slightly, a weight settling in. “He’s been… monitoring things lately.”

“Don’t worry about it. I will handle him…” he added, but Evelyn sensed the tension lurking beneath his words, a tightness he was trying to mask.

“He still hasn’t accepted us, has he?” she asked, even though she already knew the answer.

There was a brief silence, the air thick with unspoken fears, before Axel sighed heavily.

“It doesn’t matter whether he accepts us or not. Don’t worry about it, Eve. Let me handle him.”

Evelyn nodded, though he couldn’t see her.

“Alright. But promise me you won’t start another war with your father,” she said, her voice laced with concern.

Axel’s tone softened, a gentle reminder of their bond. “Only if you promise to stop worrying about me.”

“Hmmm,” she replied playfully, “that’s a deal I’ll never keep.”

He laughed, a low, genuine sound that warmed her heart. “I figured as much.”

But her smile faltered when he asked, “How about you? Did someone from your home call about it?”

Evelyn let out a long, weary sigh, the weight of the day settling on her shoulders.

“William Walters,” she said softly, her tone heavy with exhaustion. “He called… and vented his anger on me.”

Her voice trembled slightly, though she tried to maintain her composure. The memory of that harsh call lingered like a bitter taste in her mouth.

Silence stretched between them for a few seconds before Axel’s tone dropped, tight with barely-contained anger. “He what?”

Evelyn hesitated, struggling to find the right words.

Instead, she imagined his expression: the slight clench of his jaw, the narrowing of his eyes. When Axel was angry, his calmness could be more terrifying than any raised voice.

“He has no right,” Axel muttered, his words sharp as a knife. “You’re not his to scold. He lost that privilege a long time ago.”

Evelyn smiled faintly, despite the ache in her heart. His protectiveness always touched her, though she wished he wouldn’t carry her burdens.

“It’s fine, Axel. Really. I already told him that directly…”

“It’s not fine,” he replied immediately, his voice firm. “He shouldn’t even have your number. I should’ve—”

“Axel,” she interrupted gently, hoping to soothe his frustration. “I said it’s fine.”

Her tone softened him, and he sighed, the frustration melting into regret. “I’m sorry, Eve… I should’ve protected you from that. He has no right to disturb your peace.”

Evelyn shook her head, dismissing his guilt.

“It’s not your fault. He’s my father… at least by blood.” She paused, her voice calm but distant. “But I’m no longer a Walters. Not in name, not in heart.”

Axel’s anger faded into quiet sympathy, his understanding palpable. “Still,” he said softly, “no one deserves to be treated like that.”

Evelyn forced a small laugh, hoping to lighten the mood. “It’s all right. I’ve built a pretty thick skin since leaving that family.”

The tension between them eased, though Axel still sounded pensive.

To steer the conversation away from William, he asked, “So, how’s our little man today? Has he conquered the world yet?”

Evelyn smiled, her shoulders relaxing at the thought of their son. “Oh, he tried. He’s studying manners and geography now.”

“Geography?” Axel asked, amusement dancing in his voice. “That’s ambitious for a four-year-old.”

“Well, he’s fascinated with Europe,” she explained, her face lighting up. “He wants to go there this summer to see royal castles… and look for dragons.”

Axel burst out laughing, the deep, rich sound echoing through the speaker. “Dragons? That’s my son, all right… aiming high.”

Evelyn laughed along with him. “He said he’ll bring a sword, just in case.”

“I like his spirit,” Axel teased. “Tell him his father actually has a castle in France. We can visit when I take time off in the summer. He can look for dragons there all he wants.”

Evelyn’s eyes softened, warmth flooding her chest. “You have a castle?”

“It’s old, dusty, and haunted by terrible French tax laws,” Axel replied playfully, “but yes. A castle.”

Her smile widened, excitement bubbling up. “Then it’s settled. We’ll visit this summer.”

“Perfect,” he said, satisfaction clear in his tone. “I’ll let Oliver pick which tower belongs to him.”

The easy laughter between them lingered, filling the distance that separated them like a bridge of warmth.

For a while, they simply chatted about small things:

Oliver’s latest mischief.

Evelyn’s newfound obsession with coffee beans.

And Axel’s habit of missing lunch when buried in meetings.

But then, Axel’s tone shifted slightly, quieter and more thoughtful.

“Eve, I might not make it home in time for dinner tonight.”

Evelyn frowned, curiosity piqued. “Oh? Another meeting?”

“Not exactly,” he said after a pause, a hint of hesitation in his voice. “My mother called. She asked me to stop by my parents’ house.”

That made Evelyn’s heart skip a beat.

“Your parents?” she echoed cautiously, the weight of the moment settling in.

“Yeah,” he replied. “Honestly, I wasn’t planning to see my father, but when my mother calls, I can’t say no to her. So, I’ll head there after work. I just didn’t want you and Oliver waiting for me.”

There was something tender in the way he said it, an unspoken apology tucked between the words.

Evelyn paused, her pulse racing. Meeting Axel’s grandparents had been intimidating enough the first time, but now, knowing he was walking back into his parents’ house—where tension often brewed between father and son—made her uneasy.

Still, she forced a gentle smile into her voice. “You should go,” she encouraged softly. “Meet them, talk to them. It’s time to explain…”

Axel exhaled slowly, relief mingling with gratitude. “You’re right.”

“I usually am,” she teased, trying to lift the mood.

He chuckled, feeling his heart lighten a little. “You always are. I’ll call when I’m done, all right?”

“Okay,” she said warmly. “Have fun…”

“I will.”

The line went quiet after they exchanged goodbyes, but Evelyn sat there for a moment longer, the phone still cradled in her hand.

Before long, she set her phone down and leaned back on the sofa, exhaling softly.

No matter what storms awaited at the Knight residence tonight, she trusted Axel.

And as long as he came home to her and Oliver, she knew everything would be alright.

In the end, Evelyn found solace in the familiarity of her connection with Axel, even amidst the swirling uncertainties that surrounded them. Their playful banter and shared laughter served as a reminder of the love that bound them together, a love that could weather any storm. As Axel prepared to face the challenges of his family, Evelyn’s heart swelled with pride and hope, knowing that he was willing to confront his past for the sake of their future. The weight of his father’s expectations loomed large, yet she felt a quiet assurance that their bond would remain unshaken, rooted in understanding and unwavering support.

As she settled into the quiet of her home, Evelyn reflected on the journey they had taken together. The shadows of their respective families and the burdens they carried were still present, but they no longer felt insurmountable. With the laughter of their son echoing in her mind and the warmth of Axel’s love enveloping her, she embraced the uncertainty of the future. No matter the outcome of Axel’s meeting with his parents, she knew that they would navigate the challenges side by side, united in their love for each other and their child. In that moment, Evelyn felt a profound sense of peace, believing wholeheartedly that as long as they had each other, they could face anything that came their way.

In the next chapter of “Secret Lover 198,” readers can expect a deeper exploration of the complex dynamics within the Knight family. As Axel prepares to face his parents, the tension will reach new heights, revealing the underlying conflicts that have shaped his relationship with his father. Will Axel’s resolve to stand his ground be tested, or will he find a way to bridge the gap between his family’s expectations and his own desires? The stakes are higher than ever, and the emotional weight of the past may threaten to unravel the delicate balance he has built with Evelyn and their son.

Meanwhile, Evelyn’s own challenges will come to the forefront as she grapples with her father’s lingering influence. The chapter promises to delve into her journey of self-acceptance and the strength she has cultivated since leaving her old life behind. As she navigates her feelings about William’s recent outburst, readers will witness her transformation from a woman burdened by her past to one who stands firmly in her truth. With Axel’s impending confrontation looming, will Evelyn find the courage to assert her own boundaries, or will the shadows of her family history continue to haunt her?

Anticipation builds as the narrative teeters on the brink of revelation and conflict. The intertwining fates of Axel and Evelyn will keep readers on the edge of their seats, eager to discover how their love will withstand the trials ahead. Will they emerge stronger from the challenges that lie in wait, or will the pressures of their respective families tear them apart? The next chapter promises to be an emotional rollercoaster, filled with unexpected twists and heartfelt moments that will leave readers yearning for more.

Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.