Chapter 112\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julian had just finished a meeting. It was almost 11:00 pm when he got home.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Evan\u2019s misbehavior didn\u2019t bother him much.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t think it was possible that Evan saw his mother. After all, he had been looking for her for three years.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As he took off his coat and hung it on the rack, he noticed a small, sneaky figure in the study. Moving quietly closer, he saw Evan rummaging through the pocket of his suit jacket.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Naturally rigid and especially strict with his son, Julian coldly asked, \u201cEvan, what are you doing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Evan jumped in fright, quickly hiding his hands behind his back. \u201cNothing! Dad, why aren\u2019t you asleep yet?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHand it over.\u201d Julian\u2019s voice was icy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Evan puffed out his cheeks and shook his head stubbornly. \u201cThere\u2019s really nothing!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As Julian stepped closer, he sternly asked, \u201cEvan, have I not taught you that children must not\u00a0<\/p>\n
lie?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He reached out and took the wallet from Evan\u2019s clenched hand, frowning. \u201cWhy did you take my wallet?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Inside were only some cash and cards, nothing unusual. That was what puzzled him. His son\u00a0<\/p>\n
had never lacked money.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Evan\u2019s face flushed, and his eyes turned red. \u201cThen give me Mom\u2019s photo from inside! I\u2019ve seen it before\u2013it was a one\u2013inch photo. Dad, give it to me!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julian\u2019s pupils constricted. His breathing grew uneven, and only after steadying himself did he ask, \u201cWho told you that photo was your mother? It was just a photo. I threw it away long ago.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Evan suddenly grew emotional. \u201cHow could you throw away Mom\u2019s photo! Dad, you\u2019re horrible!\u201d He sobbed uncontrollably. \u201cThere was only that one photo of her! How could you throw it away? That\u2019s my mom. I know it! You\u2019ve even talked to that photo! I hate you, Dad!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, Evan ran back to his room and slammed the door.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A headache flared in Julian\u2019s temples. He pinched the bridge of his nose. \u201cEvan, open the door.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 112\u00a0<\/p>\n
217\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the door remained locked, and Evan refused to talk to him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Exhausted both physically and mentally, Julian finally gave up. \u201cTomorrow I\u2019ll come home early, and we\u2019ll talk.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Inside the room, Evan cried until his eyes burned. Sniffling, a determined look flashed across his face. \u201cBad Dad. I\u2019ll go find Mom myself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next day, Bethany spotted Nora sitting alone in the cafeteria and carried her tray over.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs the food here to your liking?\u201d Bethany asked, smiling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s pretty good. It suits me,\u201d Nora replied. \u201cThe man from yesterday, was he your husband?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany nodded lightly. \u201cYes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd that boy\u2013he\u2019s your husband\u2019s nephew?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s right.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nora didn\u2019t know why Evan lingered so strongly in her mind. She simply couldn\u2019t forget those red, swollen, tear\u2013filled eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She asked, \u201cIs he okay now?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany shook her head. \u201cI\u2019m not sure. He cried himself to sleep last night. When I left, he seemed calmer.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nora relaxed a little. \u201cThat\u2019s good.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBy the way, have you ever been back here before?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not likely,\u201d Nora said after a moment\u2019s thought. \u201cMaybe once when I was very young.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have an accent,\u201d said Bethany.\u00a0<\/p>\n
People who had lived abroad for years often retained a faint accent, yet Nora had none at all, which genuinely surprised Bethany.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A Mix-up Made Me His Enemy\u2019s Woman 112 Chapter 112\u00a0 Julian had just finished a meeting. It was almost 11:00 […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[26],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20002","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-a-mix-up-made-me-his-enemys-woman-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20002","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20002"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20002\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20002"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20002"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20002"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}