Slowly Falling into His Love Trap Chapter 102:

Large hands clenched into fists, Caden Lockwood really wanted to roar at Evelyn Morgan.

It’s definitely not because of love?

A nominal wife?

Divorce?

What on earth is she thinking about in that chaotic mind of hers?

This woman is just too much!

So much so that he can’t help but admire her!

She can say just one sentence, and every single word infuriates him!

She’s practically pushing him to his limits!

Clearly, he should kick her out, and from then on, have nothing to do with her, letting her taste the hardships of life and then spend the rest of her ti regretting forever.

And yet, a voice in his mind keeps repeating: as long as he keeps her in this house, the nominal wife can slowly beco a rightful wife!

He’s so unwilling.

Why, when it’s her, does he always find a reason to compromise again and again?

"Fine!" His voice squeezed out through gritted teeth, his face as dark as if stained with ink.

She was surprised he agreed so readily, but couldn’t bother to think if there was a hidden trap in it.

Thinking of him helping her find her brother, she was so happy.

Happy enough to temporarily abandon so reason.

"Then..." She nudged him, still unable to move him.

Her heart was in her throat, afraid he might go back on his word.

After hesitating, she tentatively spoke: "Shall I take you to the hospital? Didn’t Eleanor Keaton... drug you?"

Caden Lockwood gave a cold snort, his brows filled with arrogance.

If he didn’t have even this little bit of vigilance, he would have been hard long ago after so many years at The Lockwood Group.

He had suspected sothing wrong with the coffee Eleanor sent, he hadn’t drunk a drop and had thrown it all away.

Seeing her timid expression, he couldn’t help but lift his eyebrows and, smiling lightly, asked, "What? You care about ? Have you liked for a long ti but are too shy to say it?"

Upon hearing this, Evelyn Morgan’s lips awkwardly curved.

Can’t he see that she’s actually worried about herself?

If the drug took effect, wouldn’t she be the one in trouble?

He easily saw through her, facing such a straightforward rejection from this woman, his palms itched intensely, wanting to strangle her half to death, leaving her a breath for later tornt.

However, he had a better thod than cruelty.

eting her startled yet resentful gaze, the corners of his lips curled into a light smile, lazily saying: "Seal the deal."

Seal what deal!

She really wanted to roar.

After being together for so long, he was always playing tricks on her!

She was kept in the dark like a fool, laughed at by him, and now, didn’t even have the chance to get justice for herself.

She gritted her teeth, starting to doubt if her decision was wrong.

This man wasn’t easy to deal with!

He could swallow her whole at any mont?

Weakly shrinking her neck, watching him stand up, she quickly got up, putting on her clothes, trembling slightly all over, not daring to stay with him a second longer, running to the kitchen to make dinner.

Life was unfolding in a very bizarre direction, leaving Evelyn Morgan no ti to think carefully.

Anyway, the decision was made, she could only live her days like this for now.

After dinner, cleaning up the kitchen, Evelyn Morgan yawned, preparing to make up the bed in the spare room.

She needed to find herself a place to sleep.

Just as she stepped into the spare room, her wrist was caught.

Looking up along the wrist, there was no one else but Caden Lockwood.

"What are you doing?" he asked coldly.

She paused, then smiled: "I’m going to sleep in the spare room! Are you so kind, ready to let have the master bedroom?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, responding angrily: "Who allowed you to sleep in separate rooms?"