Accidentally Yours, My Super Rich Second Husband-Chapter 24: A Midnight Request

It was 2:30 a.m. Delphinia let out a sigh, running a hand through her slightly damp hair. No matter how hard she tried, sleep wouldn’t come. The nightmare had shaken her too deeply, leaving her wide awake and restless.

Her throat felt dry. She rubbed her neck absently and decided she might as well get some water. Tossing the blanket aside, she slipped her feet into her soft slippers and made her way to the door.

The hallway was dead silent. The house was dark, with just a little light from a window throwing shadows across the walls. Delphinia shivered as a chill crept up her spine. She shook her head, scolding herself for being jumpy.

The kitchen wasn’t far. When she reached it, she flipped on the light switch, blinking as the warm glow filled the room. The modern design, with its smooth counters and stainless-steel appliances, felt almost too clean and perfect to use, as though it belonged in a showroom rather than a home.

Delphinia found a glass in one of the cabinets and filled it with cold water from the fridge. She tilted her head back and gulped it down in one shot, the cold drink soothing her dry throat. For the first time since waking up, her tense shoulders began to relax.

Setting the glass on the counter, she let out a soft sigh. It had been a while since she’d had that nightmare. The vivid images of her father’s angry face and Helena’s biting words still lingered in her mind. Meeting Adalaine earlier must have triggered those old memories, memories she’d worked so hard to bury.

Frowning, she filled the glass again and began sipping this time. She was halfway through when a deep voice startled her.

"Couldn’t sleep?"

Delphinia jumped, choking on the water. She coughed violently, her hand flying to her chest.

When she finally managed to catch her breath, she turned to see Evander leaning casually against the doorway. He was dressed simply in a white T-shirt and black sweatpants, his hair slightly tousled as though he, too, had just risen from bed.

"You scared me!" she exclaimed, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

Evander smirked, his lips curling up at the edges in a playful way. "You look like you’ve seen a ghost."

"Well, you shouldn’t sneak up on people," she huffed, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Anyone would react the same way."

He stepped into the kitchen, his bare feet making no sound against the tiled floor. "So, what are you doing up?"

Delphinia looked away, not wanting to explain further. "I got thirsty," she said simply, spinning the water around in her glass.

Evander raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced, but he didn’t press her further. Instead, he opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water for himself.

"What about you?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. "Why are you up, Mr. Walton?"

Evander paused, his sharp gaze locking onto hers. "Stop calling me that," he said firmly.

"But—" Delphinia began, only to pause. She frowned, suddenly aware how strange it was to address her own husband so formally.

"I can’t sleep," he said simply, unscrewing the cap of the bottle.

Delphinia watched as he tipped the bottle back, his throat moving with each swallow. A single drop of water slipped past his lips, trailing down his chin and onto his neck. Even in such a simple moment, she couldn’t ignore how effortlessly handsome he looked.

Her mind wandered to Kai, without her even meaning to. There was no comparison. Just being around Evander made you feel his confidence and power, something Kai just didn’t have. Evander was handsome from every angle.

"Something on your mind?" Evander asked, pulling her from her thoughts.

Delphinia hesitated, feeling a sudden surge of boldness. "I... don’t have fifty million dollars," she said in a small voice, glancing down at her glass. "I guess I’ll be part of Walton now."

Evander casually flicked the empty bottle into the trash can. "Hmm," he replied, without much thought.

Encouraged by his lack of argument, Delphinia pressed on. "Umm... I think you should give me some money or, you know, an allowance," she said, her cheeks heating with embarrassment.

Evander turned to face her fully, leaning back against the counter with his arms crossed. His face was hard to read, but the silence made her feel even more uneasy.

Oh, screw it, she thought, clenching the glass in her hands. He’s the one who dragged me into this mess. He can at least take responsibility.

"Well?" she prompted, trying to ignore the warmth spreading across her face.

"How much do you need?" Evander asked, his tone casual.

Delphinia blinked, her mouth falling open. "Wait... you’re agreeing? Just like that?"

Evander looked at her as though she’d asked the most ridiculous question in the world. "Did you expect me to refuse?"

"N-no, of course not!" she stammered, shaking her head quickly. "I just didn’t think you’d... agree so easily."