Divorced Ex-Luna Returns With Triplets

Maurene'S

POV

I pulled open my wardrobe, my eyes racking over the gowns arranged in the corner. I was finally going to meet Evangeline. She had sent me a message that we should meet this noon and since I was not doing anything, I decided to go. At

least, I'd be able to feel the outside air for a while.

I pulled out the floral gown and got into it before I could convince myself not to wear it or even give myself more reasons not to step out. After that, I applied a little makeup before picking up my purse. The kids had gone to school as usual and it was not time to pick them up yet.

"Diana!" I called out, locking my bracelet into place and she walked out of the kitchen. "I'm going out to meet a friend," I told her.

The term I had used to describe Evangeline sounded weird on my tongue but I forced a tight smile. Diana knew I had no other friends apart from Liam. Her brows furrowed slightly, staring at me with scrutiny.

I didn't say anything as I poured some juice into the glass cup. "She is a new person," I told her and she said nothing in response.

"I will pick the kids up if that is what you are trying to say." She managed to say.

I turned to her with an appreciative smile. "Thank you."

I headed for the door. As I pulled the doorknob, a force from outside also pushed it in, making me jerk back. I held myself before I stumbled to the floor. I looked up at the intruder and noticed Liam's confused expression. Annoyance swam into me in full force.

"Maurene," He called.

"Liam." His name dropped out of my mouth with the annoyance I was feeling.

"Where are you going?" He eyed him from head to toe. I bit my lower lip nervously, not wanting to lie to him.

"Going to meet someone." I simply said, offering him an evasive smile.

One of his brows arched. "Nathaniel ?"

My brows twitched at his assumption. "What? No!"

Why would I secretly go and meet Nathaniel? What for?

His expression seemed to be relaxed as he let out a deep breath. "Okay, if you say so, can I drive you to the place?" He offered.

I knew Liam. He didn't want me to get hurt or even meet any threat like Nathaniel on my way. He suggested this to make sure he would protect me but for how long will he do this?

I shook my head. "You don't need to do that, Liam. I will be fine." I reached for his arm and gave him an assuring smile.

His eyes roamed my face before he finally nodded. "Okay, if you say so. Be safe and call me if you need me." He added.

I nodded as I walked past him and exited the house. I waved at a cab and got into it. I told the cab driver the address of the restaurant I was going to. Thankfully, he knew the place and it didn't take quite long before we reached them. Handing him his pay, I stepped out of the place and before me was a small, simple yet expensive restaurant. Was this the place Evangeline invited me to?

I did not have the money to pay for any meal in this place. Looking at the interior design through the huge window, a meal here will cost my entire savings and put my kids and I huge jeopardy.

I swallowed hard as I fished out my phone in search of the place. Maybe the driver missed the road. Nowadays, people set up their businesses with famous names in order to draw customers to them. I saw the name of the restaurant Evangeline had sent alongside the address. It was the same. Eat'n'Chat.

I decided to call in order to make sure I was at the right place. I dialed her number but it was unreachable. Oh, not now, please. I groaned internally as I dialed it again and this time, it disconnected itself. Damn this network!

I stood there for minutes, contemplating whether to go in or go back home. Just as I turned to leave, a luxurious car stopped before me, a guard got down and rushed to the passenger's seat, pulling open the door. My mouth parted as I watched Evangeline step out of the car, her face radiating excitement and happiness the moment she saw me.

The muscles around my mouth contracted as I tried to muster up a smile. Who was Evangeline married to by the way?

"You are here already!" She said in a high pitched tone and I slowly bobbed my head. "I'm really sorry. I tried to leave the house early but my husband was busy with some things so I had to wait for him to get down before I could leave." She grinned.

My eyes keened on her. Her husband.

I shook my head once again, a faint smile on my lips. "Not at all. I thought I had missed the way." I explained to her.

She gasped. "What? There's no other Eat'n'Chat here in this city. Someone I know owned the place, don't you know?" She asked, leading me into the place. The manager came out to greet her and it confirmed what she just said. The way everyone looked at her, surprised they could see someone radiate such a bubbly attitude.

Evangeline married a wealthy man but who was this man? She had not even mentioned his name once to me.

Sometimes, I wonder how she does it. Being able to be this happy yet not giving her husband a child. What was her secret?

She turned to me, moving closer to her and introduced me to the manager. "This is Maurene, my friend. I brought her here for the first time so I want you to treat to the best of the meals, will you do that?" She beamed a smile.

The manager nodded, giving me his most polite smile. "Definitely. Please come." He led to the area that looked like it was meant for the VIPs. I swallowed, starting to regret why I wore the floral gown because it seemed to contrast the luxury of the place.

"We will be right back," He told us and walked away.

Evangeline's eyes glinted with excitement. I did not know what to even say. How does she manage to keep this air around her?

"So tell me, Maurene, how have you been? By the way, I'm really sorry I didn't message earlier. I have been so busy." She apologized again.

"It's nothing, Eva." I told her and she gasped.

My face morphed into confusion at her confusing attitude. "Is there anything wrong with that? Did I cross the line or-"

"Did you just call me Eva?" She asked, closing her mouth in shock.

I gulped hard, my heart increasing the rate at which it beat. "If you don't like it, I will not-"

The waiter took the moment to enter with some coconut drink.

"No, no, no! I do. I definitely do. People are scared to personalize my name most times." She pursed her lips, sipping from her drink.

"And why is that?" I asked, suddenly interested in her story. Judging from the way guards followed her, I would say there was more.

She gave me an incredulous look before saying, "Because they fear me, of course. They think if they call me by my name, my husband will have them killed." She scoffed.

"And who is this husband of yours speak of, huh? Is he a billionaire?" I asked her gently, in case it might trigger or something.

Wait, why did I care?

A smile curled up on her lips as her eyes glinted with even more pride. "He is A-"

"Ma, I think you need to come right now!"