When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 753

Evander stared in disbelief, as if he couldn’t believe his own ears.

Evelina turned and looked back at Evander, her eyes full of arrogance and contempt. “What nonsense about fairness? In the end, you’re all just forcing me to marry someone like you—a cripple!”

The word “cripple” shattered Evander completely.

He broke down and screamed at Evelina, “You dare call me that? How could you!”

He didn’t care what others said, but hearing it from Evelina was unbearable.

Hadn’t she just said a few days ago that he was the one she loved most?

So why was she looking at him now with such disgust?

From the side, Lemira gave a cold chuckle. “Evander, are you really that clueless? Evelina’s been using you from the start. If it hadn’t been for that scene at the Waverlies’ party, with Dorian Draven dumping her, do you really think she’d have agreed to be with you so easily?”

Evelina had always cared about money, not someone like Evander.

“Shut up!” Evander’s eyes were red, and he glared desperately at Evelina. “Are you saying these things just because you’re mad about what Lemira did?”

Evelina stared at him icily. “No. The video is real.”

At the breaking point, Evander lunged at Evelina and grabbed her throat. “Why do you have to be this way? I treated you like a princess, spoiled you, but you kept lowering yourself, even going after older men!”

Evelina swiftly kicked away Evander’s prosthetic leg. Losing his balance, he collapsed onto the lawn.

She massaged her neck, expression hardened. “You have nothing. All this talk about treating me like a princess—you can’t even take care of yourself. You’re full of empty promises!”

She’d had enough.

All those words about protecting her and making things right—just empty talk.

Seeing Evelina violently fight back, Asher frowned in disapproval. “Evelina, how could you do that? Evander’s always been good to you. Out of everyone, this family has always treated you the best!”

Lucian’s face shifted rapidly through a dozen emotions. “Evelina, do you even have a conscience?”

“I have a conscience. You were the ones who decided Lemira was ungrateful—she wasn’t as obedient as before, didn’t do what you said. What’s that got to do with me?”

Evelina saw it all clearly.

She’d used her brothers’ attitude toward Lemira against them, so every time she plotted against Lemira, she always succeeded—it had never failed.

If Lemira’s brothers didn’t care enough about her, how was that Evelina’s problem?

Lucian was trembling in anger, barely able to stand. Was it really true?

It had always been Evelina there, sowing discord, making them resent Lemira more and more.

Looking at Lemira, Evelina was overtaken by rage. “The whole wedding reception was ruined by Lemira just now. Why are you all accusing me?”