Save Her Lose Us (Evangeline and Soren) novel Chapter 195

Evangeline hit the ground hard, catching a flash of disgust in Soren’s eyes.

She was used to Soren always taking Poppy’s side.

Normally, she let things slide. But this time, it was her life at stake.

She didn’t back down. Rising to her feet, she met Soren’s gaze with equal loathing, pointing at Poppy. “She nearly killed me just now.”

Soren let out a cold laugh. “The only person who nearly killed you was yourself. Don’t forget, you were the one who insisted on jumping in.”

His eyes fell to her hand.

The glare of that diamond ring on her finger caught his attention again.

Suddenly, he felt ridiculous—like a fool in a bad play.

When Evangeline leapt into the water, he never should have gotten involved.

Evangeline opened her mouth to retort, but before she could, Finn—silent until now—spoke in a calm, level tone. “Just now, when Mr. Fawkes jumped in, you could at least say he was desperate to save someone. But why did Miss Yates jump in too?”

It was only then that Soren and Poppy seemed to remember there was another man present—the same man who’d helped Evangeline out of the lake.

Both turned to look at him.

Finn, utterly unhurried, pulled a soaked handkerchief from his breast pocket, wrung it nearly dry, and removed his gold-rimmed glasses. He polished them with practiced elegance.

Elegant. Impossibly so.

Everyone else was dripping wet, bedraggled, a mess.

Poppy looked fragile.

Soren seethed with rage.

And yet Finn, somehow, was the picture of composure.

He looked less like a man who’d just plunged into a lake to save someone, and more like he’d finished a casual lap in his own private pool.

Evangeline felt a wave of gratitude; if not for him, she’d likely be lying at the bottom of the lake right now.

“Who are you?” Soren’s voice was icy, his words clipped.

Finn slipped his now spotless glasses back on, offering a faint, polite smile. “That’s not important. We’re unlikely to cross paths much, after all.”

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