"Who are you! Why are you in Brother Caden’s house?" The girl questioned, then suddenly raised her voice, "Oh! I know! You’re here to seduce Brother Caden! Hmph! A woman like you dares to covet my Brother Caden? Stop daydreaming! Brother Caden is mine! No one else is worthy!"
Evelyn’s brow furrowed tightly, of course understanding that the "Brother Caden" this girl was referring to was her little uncle.
Does little uncle’s na even have a "Caden" in it?
"I..."
"What right do you have to stand at Brother Caden’s door!" The girl said, pulling Evelyn out.
Evelyn stumbled a few steps, just standing firm, when she saw the girl glaring at the slippers she was wearing.
The girl’s fury erupted like a volcano, shouting at Evelyn: "How are you wearing those slippers? He never lets in, what right do you have to be inside? Speak! What ans did you use to get close to Brother Caden? Did you break into their house? Are you trying to drug Brother Caden, seduce him with your body, and then get your way? It must be that! You shaless woman!"
Evelyn glanced at her slippers, they were given by her little uncle, just a pair of slippers, and wearing them was a cri?
Inexplicably insulted, Evelyn’s face changed, instinctively retorted: "You’re the shaless one!"
"Look at your pauper appearance, not even a single brand on you, can such an appearance win Brother Caden’s affection? Even if you were pregnant, it’d be a bastard! I am Brother Caden’s fiancée, everyone knows I’ll marry Brother Caden, so get lost! Disappear from this world! Take those shoes off!" The girl was completely losing it.
Although she didn’t know what happened, Caden Lockwood was not close to won, she was only barely close because her brother and he were friends.
But now, there was actually a woman opening the door at his house?
That woman was wearing a pair of won’s slippers with The Lockwood Family’s emblem?
Those slippers, only the lady of The Lockwood Family had the right to wear them!
"Are you mad!" Evelyn was also furious, "Standing here yelling like a shrew, what’s there to flaunt about wearing na brands? Are brands your ancestors, that you regard them so highly? Also, who you marry is your business, don’t treat every woman in the world as your rival! How insecure are you? Your relationship might not be as great as you think!"
"You!" The girl pointed at Evelyn, "You uncultured woman! How did your parents raise you? Teaching you to use your looks to seduce soone else’s fiancé?"
"Eleanor Keaton!" A cold, stern male voice sounded, followed by Caden Lockwood stepping out, exuding an imposing aura.
Glancing coldly at Eleanor Keaton, Caden Lockwood’s gaze then settled on Evelyn’s face.
Her complexion was pale, her eyes red, her body trembling slightly, the stubborn look in her eyes filled with anger, not weak at all, yet causing him deep heartache.
Evelyn clenched her fists tightly, her heart felt as if it had been viciously stomped, so painful.
The death of her parents had always been an untouchable pain in her heart, now, inexplicably, she was defad over it.
She knew that appearing at her little uncle’s house and being seen by his fiancée would lead to misunderstanding.
But this woman wouldn’t even listen to an explanation, instead, she just lashed out with such harsh insults, it was really too humiliating!
"Apologize." Caden Lockwood commanded sternly.
"?" Eleanor Keaton pointed at herself, "Brother Caden, you actually want to apologize to this woman?"
"Her." Caden Lockwood wrapped his arm around Evelyn’s shoulder, his expression filled with heartache, "She’s my wife, your sister-in-law."
The calm voice, low and resonant, carried with it an undeniable authority.
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