6 Little Tenant The next day . For the first time in forever , Evelyn woke up feeling ... free . No mad dash to get ready for work . No , her sister , Stella , barges into her room , shaking her awake . No alarm blaring at ungodly hours . 1 No endless phone notifications screaming about urgent crises that were never actually urgent . Just peace . Tranquil and beautiful peace . 1 The sun was already blazing outside , but instead of stressing about being " late , " she just stretched like a cat that owned the world . " Good morning , Eve , " she murmured to herself , hugging her pillow like it was her only loyal companion , eyes fixed on the patch of blue sky framed by the window . 1 Somewhere in the distance , she could faintly hear waves crashing against the shore , like nature itself was giving her a slow clap for her freedom . " It's fine to be lazy today , Eve . Take your time . You've been running like a robot for years ... " She smiled to herself , enjoying the novelty of having no obligations . Honestly , maybe this was a blessing ; No bosses , no deadlines , no fake friends draining her energy . 1 Just her . Completely alone . However , Her blissful morning came to a tragic , stomach - rumbling end when her belly growled like an angry lion . " Oh my God , how could I forget ... " She tossed the blanket aside and scrambled out of bed . Even if she'd wanted to skip breakfast and bury herself back under the covers , the tiny tenant in her belly had other plans , and this tenant was not shy about filing noise complaints . 2 Evelyn was beyond grateful that Aunt Martha had stocked her fridge like she was prepping for the apocalypse . Seriously , there was enough food in there to survive a zombie outbreak . She took out a carton of milk and a box of cereal , snatching a fresh banana from the kitchen island . 774 < 6 Little Tenant After throwing together a humble bowl of cereal , she finally glanced outside for the first time . She took her breakfast to the tiny dining table with its two lonely chairs , positioned perfectly by the window . One bite , one glance , and she was hooked . The ocean stretched out forever , sparkling like it was auditioning for a travel commercial . The beach below was pure white sand , no litter , no screaming kids , not even a stray dog marking its territory . 1 No tourists , no boats . Just waves slamming the shore in slow , dramatic fashion , like they were trying to seduce her to jump to swim . " Aunt Martha , you're an absolute queen . How did you even find this place for that price ? You deserve a crown , " Evelyn said out loud , impressed . Only a few days ago , after finally locking in her path , she'd called Aunt Martha , asking her to find a place to stay in this town . The second she heard how ridiculously cheap this apartment was , she didn't hesitate to sign the five - year lease . 1 She made a wise investment and will raise her child in this peaceful , beautiful place . When Evelyn finished her bowl of cereal and a banana , another growl from her stomach caught her off guard . She glanced down at her perfectly flat stomach . " Little tenant , don't say you're still hungry ? Seriously ? " She could only chuckle , pushing back from the table before heading to the fridge . Cooking wasn't on today's agenda , but a fresh apple winked at her from the middle shelf . Biting into the crisp fruit , Evelyn let her eyes wander , and they inevitably landed on the television in the seating area . Without realizing it , her feet carried her over until she flopped into the cozy sofa . Maybe she should check the news . 1 Just to see if the scandal of her grand exit from the Walters family was still the hot gossip strangling the nation . Curiosity won , as always . She grabbed the remote and hit the power button . The screen lit up , and her jaw dropped . Her eyes went wide , as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number . 1 " What the ... hell ? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on ? " Because there he was ... Axel Knight , gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet . Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off , but of course , fate had other plans . Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave , acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside . She hated to admit it , but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck , his sleek black hair framing a face 5D AD < 6 Little Tenant that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing . 1 Axel Knight was the top guy in the business world , the poster child for success , but he had nerves of steel and a stare that could make glass shatter . At thirty - three , he'd already built a business empire that could make some of the nation's oldest companies break into a nervous sweat . 1 Of course , that kind of meteoric success doesn't just attract admiration ; it comes with a side order of relentless rumors , scandal bait , and the occasional hit piece in the media . As for why her ex - father ... William Walters loathed the entire Knight bloodline . Especially Axel . Evelyn had no idea . She just knew that there was no room for any negotiation with the Knight family ! A bitter laugh escaped her . He looked like he was waving at her , his eyes cold , his lips in that firm , unreadable line as he strode into the building without a pause . Then , suddenly , her stomach clenched . Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly . " Little tenant , did you just say you recognize him ? " She laughed , short and humorless , which was accompanied by a snort , while switching the channel , only to find herself staring at yet another segment ... about her . Apparently , she was still headline material . Which meant she couldn't exactly stroll around this charming little town without risking being spotted , reported , and dragged back into the media circus . Peace , it seemed , remained a distant dream for her , at least for the foreseeable future . Exhaling deeply , Evelyn pushed all her swirling worries and anxieties into a mental drawer labeled " Not Today . " 1 She headed back to her bedroom , snagged her laptop bag , and returned to the kitchen island . The laptop whirred to life , screen glowing in the dim light . And then a " ding " sounded , surprising her . Her eyes narrowed . An encrypted secure chat window popped up , filling the screen like it owned the place . One message blinked at her : [ Are you alright there ? ] Comment 13 02 45