14 What Do You Want ? Evelyn's eyes never left the glowing red light above the operating room door . 1 She couldn't move . Not while Oliver was still in there . Not while her baby was fighting for his life . Did Axel seriously expect her to just stroll down a hallway for a private chat while her son was bleeding out on an operating table ? She wanted to laugh , but it came out bitter in her mind . ' Sure , Axel . Let's have a nice little heart - to - heart while my child is fighting for his life . Perfect timing . People may always do what you ask them to , but not me ! I can't do that ... Sorry ! ' Her fingers clench , knuckles white . Her gaze stayed locked on the door , her heart whispering one silent prayer on repeat : ' Please , Oliver . Please hang on . " Axel paused his step when he sensed she wasn't following him . He turned to look at her , then raised an eyebrow as his gaze followed her eyes toward the door of the operating room . That maddening calmness of his wrapped around every word when he finally spoke . " Evelyn , you are worried too much . You must believe ... Oliver will be alright . He's in the hands of the best doctors . And Dylan will be here watching and waiting . He'll tell us when the surgery is over ." Evelyn looked at him , her face pretty calm , but inside , she was a mess of nerves . Her eyes narrowed just a little . " Alright . But I just want to be near my baby . So , can we talk here , please ? " Her voice is calm and steady , but inwardly she is screaming , ' Don't you dare drag me away from that door , mister Knight ! I want to wait for my baby and be as close as possible , and you can't tell me otherwise !! ' " Sure ," Axel replied smoothly , his tone filled with that familiar sarcasm that made her want to throw a shoe at him . 1 He added , " But don't be surprised if someone takes a photo of me talking to you here . I'm fairly certain our picture would be headline news within the hour ... " 2 Before he could finish speaking , Evelyn quickly stood up in a rush . " Let's go ! " Panic overwhelmed her . Of course , she believed him . If he said the paparazzi would sniff them out , then sure enough , she'd be on every gossip column cover by an hour . And that was the last thing she needed . She'd worked hard to disappear . To blend . To become nobody . The peaceful anonymity she'd clawed for years could shatter in an instant if anyone connected her back to Evelyn Walters . She strode past him toward the elevator with as much dignity as she could scrape together . But , behind her , his voice came cold . " Evelyn , you're going the wrong way ." < 14 What Do You Want ? Her steps suddenly halted . She turned her head slowly and stiffly , her glare sharp . He stood a few paces behind , barely smirking as if enjoying her embarrassed , flushed face . " ... right here . " Axel casually gestured in the opposite direction and started walking , not even waiting for her to catch up . Evelyn exhaled a curse under her breath, ' Perfect . Absolutely perfect . First , I'm terrified about my son ; now I'm getting public navigation lessons from Mr. Untouchable himself . Maybe next he'll remind me how to breathe ? ' 2 And yet , despite all the frustration boiling inside her , she followed . The VIP ward room was quiet , too quiet , the kind of silence that made Evelyn feel like every step she took echoed her secrets across the sterile walls . She followed him in , hesitant , her pulse racing as a man in a black suit closed the door behind them . Axel didn't say anything . Just sat on the leather sofa like it belonged to him and gestured for her to sit opposite . So she did . Slowly . Carefully . Like the sofa might bite her . And then ... silence lingered . Axel leaned back , long legs stretched out , arms resting lazily on the armrest . But his eyes , those cold , sharp eyes , never left her . He just stared . ' Oh , great . Here we go . The stare . The " I know everything and I'm waiting for you to confess " stare . I hate that stare . It's worse than being yelled at !' Evelyn clasped her hands in her lap , her knuckles white . She looked at him for a few seconds , but got scared and looked away . Her heart was beating so fast she thought he could hear it . Finally , she can't hold it anymore . " You said you wanted to talk to me , but why are you only staring at me now ? What do you want ? " Her voice was steady enough , but inside , she was screaming . 1 Axel's lips curved , but not into anything warm . A faint , knowing smile . " Why didn't you tell me about Oliver ? Why did you run away from me ? " He asked . Evelyn froze . There it was . The question she'd been running from for years , and not once had she tried to imagine how to answer it . Her throat tightened , and she laughed weakly , more to stall for time than because anything was funny . " Straight to the point , huh ? No warm - up questions like , ' How have you been , Evelyn ? ' or ... ' Nice weather today " ? Guess small talk was never your thing ." She bitterly smiles . no 714 < 14 What Do You Want ? But , he didn't smile . He didn't even blink . She swallowed hard . ' Right . No more pretending . He knows . Of course , he knows . And what am I doing ? Bantering like this is some sitcom ? Get it together , Eve ! Even if you deny it , he'll do the DNA test ! Her fingers twisted in her lap . " You already figured it out , didn't you ? " A faint smile emerged on her lips . Still , he didn't answer , but his silence said enough . She let out a shaky breath . " Fine . You win . Oliver ... Oliver is your son . " The words felt like bricks tumbling out of her chest . Heavy , Terrifying . 1 Her gaze fixed on Axel's eyes , but he didn't flinch . He simply watched her . So she kept talking , because silence was worse . Silence was torture . " I wasn't trying to keep him from you ," she whispered , the words tumbling out faster now . " I left because I didn't have a choice . My father ... he would've destroyed me if I'd told him the truth . He would've destroyed you , too . Axel , you were his enemy . " After taking another long , deep breath , she continued , " Do you have any idea what would've happened if I'd said your name ? If I'd admitted Oliver was yours ? " Her voice wavered , but she continued . " I had to leave and do whatever I could to protect my son . And yes , I didn't tell you because I was scared ... If I had , you might have done the same thing my father did ... " Comment 6945 / Leave the first comment for this chapter 66 Enjoy !