"Crazy person!" Evelyn shook her head fiercely, "Evelyn, what kind of nonsense are you thinking about all day? Huh! So what if your period ended? If he cos back now, are you still planning to show up? That man left you just like that! Can’t you have a bit of backbone?"
After scolding herself thoroughly, a tiny voice in her heart spoke up: "Maybe, he has his reasons?"
Evelyn sighed deeply, burying her head in the crook of her elbow, her eyes dimming.
She softly asked herself: What kind of reasons could Caden Lockwood have?
That night, she saw clearly his mourning for the deceased and his reckless behavior.
Even if she wanted to find an excuse to deceive herself, she couldn’t.
A tear fell unexpectedly, and Evelyn quickly wiped it away, sniffing and refusing to think about the sad issue anymore.
Taking out her phone, she called Cecilia Lynch again, but it was still turned off.
Knowing that Cecilia would eventually turn her phone on, Evelyn couldn’t help but send a text: Call when you’re free.
No matter what, Cecilia chose to avoid Julian Keaton.
As her best friend, all Evelyn could do was support...
anwhile, Caden Lockwood was sitting in the office, his brow furrowed, clearly troubled.
He had left Evelyn without a word for so many days. Showing up by her side again, she surely wouldn’t forgive him easily!
Especially if she asked for an explanation, what could he say?
Caden shook his head, a deep helplessness on his handso face.
He had never put himself in such a situation before.
Right now, he was truly troubled.
Because he didn’t want to hurt her or deceive her.
Caden unconsciously glanced outside the office; Evelyn’s desk was vacant.
She hadn’t co to work for several days.
He couldn’t help but wonder: When he wasn’t there, sitting alone at her desk, did she ever look inside?
She must have blad him a thousand tis, ten thousand tis in her heart, surely swearing she’d never forgive him.
He regretted it.
Regretted leaving for so long.
Regretted not giving her any news.
His grip on the pen tightened with increasing force, his knuckles turning stark white. Caden lowered his gaze, the cold and fierce aura around him growing even stronger.
At this ti, Sean Ashton ca in with so docunts.
Seeing Caden in a bad mood, Sean naturally didn’t dare to provoke him and prepared to leave imdiately.
"Stop." Caden’s voice was cold as he spoke.
Sean felt a chill run down his spine, turned around, and looked at Caden with an awkward smile.
"Am I a ghost?" Caden spoke sternly, "So terrifying?"
"The boss isn’t a ghost!" Sean imdiately replied, "But when the boss is angry, he’s definitely the Demon King; nobody dares to provoke him."
"Demon King?" Caden seed very interested in the nickna.
Sean nodded, explaining: "The supre ruler of all demons and ghosts!"
Caden rolled his eyes at Sean, "You’ll never say anything sophisticated. Calling ’boss’ all the ti, don’t you think that’s too mundane?"
"It’s down-to-earth!" Sean smiled, giving a different opinion, "The look, the presence, the appearance of the boss are already so high and mighty. If we don’t have a down-to-earth nickna, I’ll feel overpowered staying by your side."
Caden lowered his eyes, "Do I look like I have ti to joke with you?"
"Boss!" Sean was still grinning, "I know, you must be worried about the boss lady, right?"
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