When Caden Lockwood unexpectedly blurted out that sentence, Evelyn Morgan glanced at the needle in her hand, trying hard to resist the urge to stab him, pulled out the two yuan she had prepared from her bag, and handed it to him with a very unwilling expression.
"A piece of advice for you." He bent down, suddenly aiming at her face, so close that they could almost feel each other’s breath, "Don’t think of murdering soone over a re tens of thousands debt, you’re still young."
Saying that, he flicked her little nose, took the two yuan from her hand, and left, leaving behind a satisfied chuckle lingering in her ears.
"By the way." As he walked to the door, he stopped, glanced back at her stunned, pretty face, "The na ’Erin Morgan’ suits you better."
Evelyn Morgan was completely petrified, her lips awkwardly curled as she slowly relaxed, cell by cell.
For a mont when they made eye contact, she thought he was going to... kiss her?
How embarrassing!
How does she keep getting bullied by that devil of a man?
She began to wonder if he might be the bane of her life.
Annoyed, she pounded her head, hitting the painful spot, she wanted to cry but had no tears, and still had to keep working.
"Erin, get a glass of water!"
"Erin, the water’s too plain, bring so juice!"
"Erin, juice can’t fill my stomach, hurry and make dinner!"
All afternoon, Caden Lockwood didn’t let Evelyn Morgan have a mont of rest.
She ran up and down, exhausted and out of breath, wanting to go on strike against his endless commands.
But...
A thousand a month!
Where else could she find a part-ti job with such high pay?
After making the al, Evelyn was completely worn out, it was getting late, and she hurriedly left, with Aunt May waiting for her at ho to have dinner.
The huge villa was left with only Caden Lockwood, he opened the wardrobe, seeing that each suit pocket had a little packet with five pills carefully placed, a strange emotion surged in his heart.
Back in the dining room, he sat down, scooped a bowl of soup, surprised at how great it tasted despite its ordinary appearance, and unconsciously polished off the dinner she prepared.
That woman... how many more skills does she have that he doesn’t know about?
Really want to drag her back to make a late-night snack too.
Realizing that his mind was filled with thoughts of Evelyn Morgan, Caden Lockwood’s brow twitched, his deep black eyes gazed at the night outside the window, exuding a chilling aura, his large hands silently clenching into fists, alone with the cold night...
After spending the whole afternoon exhausted at Caden Lockwood’s place, Evelyn Morgan had dinner and went to sleep, still not feeling recharged early the next morning, yawning on her way to class, almost sleeping through the whole morning again.
And today happens to be a full day of classes, barely making it through the last one, thinking about going to her uncle’s place to cook again, Evelyn felt a headache.
Turns out, earning money isn’t so easy!
Holding her textbooks, she pushed herself to cheer up and walked outside the campus, suddenly noticing a crowd gathered at the gate, and her heart jumped to her throat.
The last ti there were so many people at the school gate, it was because her uncle showed up!
Oh my God!
Could it be that her uncle ca again to ask for money?
Hopefully not!
Wasn’t she just going to his place?
Could it be he’s passing by to pick her up?
No matter the reason, she only had one goal at this mont—to quickly get him out of here.
A guy like him showing up at school frequently, what if soone recognized him?
She’d be dood too!
Evelyn squeezed into the crowd, only to be completely surprised that the person was not Caden Lockwood.
On the clean ground, candles and roses alternated to form large letters: Evelyn Morgan, I love you.
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