The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 292 [Evelyn's POV] | had to admit, | was very glad that | had given the idea of training a second chance. It offered me a feeling | never thought | could experience. Control. Balance. A deeper sense of self- confidence. After Alexander had made that unexpected appearance at the training tent, and after he and | had collected our scattered clothes off the ground, he'd told me about the results that had just come in from the forensics team. It hadn't come as any great surprise but rather pure relief.

Even if Isabella tried to talk her way out of taking the blame for orchestrating my torture, there was no chance that she would be able to fight against the valid proof of her possession of Hemlock. The idea came to mind when Alexander and | were making our way back to the house. | was desperate for a shower but | needed to ensure that we were going to be covered on all bases before beheading to the court. Right as we made it to the bedroom, | made a B-line for the nightstand where I'd left my phone. ---- "Aren't you coming?" he asked. "Yes, | just need to make a quick call," | told him.

"To who?" My stomach flipped for the possible reaction | was going to get. Alexander had made it abundantly clear that he was no fan of Edward's physician. But the way | saw it, it was mainly because of him that we were able to even identify the exact poison that nearly took my brother's life. He was as much involved in this case as everyone else. But that didn't necessarily mean that Alexander was going to want his involvement to go any further than it already had. | took in a deep breath and reached for my phone. "'m calling Dr. Cawfield," | answered.

| didn't need to tun my head to know that Alexander was glaring at me. | heard him take in a deep, tempered breath. "Evelyn-" "Stop," | said abruptly. "This is purely for the case. I'm going to ask if he's willing to testify in our defense against Isabella. We need him, Alexander." ---- His pinched expression released after a long moment of contemplative silence. He slowly nodded his head "| understand," he rasped. With my phone in my hand, | moved over to him and glanced up to meet his gaze.

"| refuse to think that there could be even a possible chance that Isabella will somehow find a way to weasel herself out of a guilty verdict," | explained. "Should it come to the point where the jury is not a hundred percent convinced even after we've shown them all the evidence that had been collected, we need that extra push." "Alright," he conceded. "| may not be the guy's biggest fan for reasons | don't care to explain right now, it doesn't hurt to have extra backup on something vital like this.

Call him." A blossom of warmth spread around my chest as I lifted myself onto my toes to place a swift kiss on his lips. Alexander headed into the bathroom while | pulled up Henry's number. By the third ring, | heard his voice come through the speaker. "Hello, Evelyn?" "Hi, Henry, | hope I'm not catching you at a bad time." ---- "No, not at all. | was just going over a few of my other patients' files. What can | do for you?" "Alexander and | found the Hemlock that was being used to poison Edward," | said.

"Not only that, but we managed to even stumble upon the lab set-up that you had mentioned before." His voice swelled with concern. "Oh my God. | mean, that's good, isn't it? Were you able to pick up the fingerprints?" "Yes. The result had literally just come in earlier today. Henry, my main reason for calling was to ask if you'd be willing to testify when all of this is brought to court. Now, there's no guarantee whether or not your testimony will even be necessary; however, I know that there would be a greater chance for us to.

win this case if you'd be willing to stand trial and explain to everyone what you told me."