When asked by Caden Lockwood, Aunt May was completely taken aback.
Could it be that Sir suspects Young Madam of having inappropriate behavior?
"Sir, I can stake my life on it; Young Madam is absolutely pure and has no inclination towards misconduct!" Aunt May hurriedly replied.
Caden Lockwood furrowed his brows, "I’m asking you, does she like anyone? Young girls, in their youth, always feel a heartbeat for soone, right?"
"No, not at all!" Aunt May shook her head, "Young Madam has always been focused on her studies and never showed interest in anyone like that!"
"Not at all?" Caden Lockwood furrowed his brows, "Is it that she hasn’t, or you don’t know?"
After all, Evelyn Morgan is a shy girl.
How could she possibly talk about such unspeakable matters openly?
"This..." Aunt May was troubled, "Probably... not?"
After a pause, she said, "Usually, I just hear Young Madam always talking about you, saying she wants to et you, thinks you must be very handso, the best man in the world!"
Caden Lockwood raised an eyebrow, "That girl, did she really say that?"
He rembered she once told him that after seeing Julian Keaton and Logan Shaw, she thought he was just so-so!
Thinking about it, he couldn’t help but envy the image of that big brother in her heart.
What kind of idealized version must she have imagined?
Pride welled up in his heart, along with so discontent; was he so different from her imaginings?
"Yes! Young Madam’s desire to see you probably never faded!" Aunt May chuckled lightly, "She really cares about you!"
"She cares about soone she’s only t once?" Caden Lockwood spoke with a hint of annoyance, "And yet I’m this living person she just..."
She actually called him a scumbag?
Just thinking about it made him fu!
"Sir, why not reveal your identity?" Aunt May tentatively suggested, "If Young Madam knows you’re the elder brother she’s always wanted to et, she certainly wouldn’t want to leave you!"
Hearing this, Caden Lockwood’s eyes flashed with deep complexity, and pain and sadness surged between his brows.
Aunt May wisely stayed silent, knowing it was best not to speak further.
Sir must have reasons for not revealing this secret!
"If knowing my identity makes her stay, and not knowing doesn’t, it only proves..." Caden Lockwood’s voice was very gentle, "that I am far too different from the person she’s imagined."
Aunt May looked at Caden Lockwood, not understanding what he was saying.
Caden Lockwood said no more, returning to the bedroom, he cast a heavy gaze on the bed.
Last night, she was still so concerned about him.
Today, she wants a divorce?
Clenching his fists tight, bulging veins appeared as he squinted slightly, eyes filled with icy coldness.
...
Evelyn Morgan kept calling Cecilia Lynch, but Cecilia’s phone was always off.
With nowhere else to go and seeing it was still early, she decided to head to Cecilia’s house.
At this ti, Cecilia Lynch was still fast asleep.
Lately, Julian Keaton seed particularly interested, tirelessly keeping her up every night before he could sleep.
It left her too exhausted to even do her part-ti jobs properly.
The doorbell rang, and a light smile curved at Julian Keaton’s lips, thinking it must be the breakfast he ordered.
Planting a kiss on Cecilia’s forehead and gazing at her with affection, he got out of bed to answer the door.
As soon as he opened the door, catching sight of Evelyn Morgan, before he could speak, he heard a piercing scream from Evelyn.
"Ah—"
Evelyn Morgan instinctively turned around, covering her eyes, flustered and at a loss.
Julian Keaton was only wearing... underwear!
Why was he at Cecilia’s house?
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