With a heavy heart, Caden Lockwood stood in place, staring at the closed bedroom door, his dark eyebrows tightly knitted, uncertain of what to do.
In truth, with quiet contemplation, he knew Evelyn Morgan wouldn’t forgive him easily!
The fact that she could still stay in this house was already an act of rcy.
Unable to enter the bedroom, Caden Lockwood could only return to the study.
Looking at the gifts he had given her piled in the corner, his expression grew even more gloomy and cold.
Atop the gift boxes lay the music note necklace.
Caden Lockwood had specially sought a designer to create it for Evelyn Morgan.
He held the necklace tightly in his palm, pondering how he should personally put it on her.
Sitting in the chair, Caden Lockwood rubbed his temples.
Emotional issues are indeed far more difficult to handle than business problems!
At this mont, Evelyn Morgan lay in bed, not hearing the sound of a car leaving, knowing Caden Lockwood hadn’t left yet.
Could it be that Caden was still standing at the door?
She had always waited for his return, yet when he finally appeared before her, he treated her like that.
She fought to suppress the terrifying mories in her mind, but the soreness of her body reminded her that so things truly happened.
Her gaze wandered helplessly, unable to find a focal point, eyes falling on the ring at her fingertip; Evelyn Morgan’s lips curled into a faint smile—a deep mockery.
The night was very quiet, especially in the villa, where there was almost no noise.
Evelyn Morgan lay in the darkness, counting the seconds pass by, her thoughts muddled, unaware of what she was thinking or what she should be thinking.
It seed life held no anticipation for her anymore.
Then, Aunt May’s voice sounded from outside, "Master! My God! What are you doing?"
Evelyn Morgan’s heart suddenly jumped to her throat.
A question sprang to her mind imdiately: What happened to Caden Lockwood?
Could it be that because she refused to forgive him, he did sothing foolish?
Impossible!
He’s not that fragile!
Besides, in his mind, is she as important as she thinks?
But, she couldn’t help but worry, worry about what was wrong with Caden Lockwood.
Outside, it quickly beca silent, and Evelyn Morgan listened with bated breath but heard nothing.
She didn’t understand what had just occurred outside.
This feeling of unease was unpleasant.
Especially when Evelyn Morgan discovered she was worried about Caden Lockwood.
Had she lost her mind?
Why worry about him after he forced himself on her?
But, in reality, he couldn’t be entirely blad.
After all, she had been drugged at that ti, and she had agreed earlier that after her period ended, she would be willing to be intimate with him.
When he wanted her, her body did indeed respond.
"Evelyn Morgan!" Evelyn Morgan shut her eyes tightly, not daring to see a hint of light, "What’s wrong with you? He forced you, and yet you’re defending him?"
Annoyed that her inner balance had entirely tilted towards Caden Lockwood, Evelyn Morgan embraced the quilt, found a slightly comfortable position, and forced herself to sleep quickly.
No matter what happened outside, she wouldn’t care!
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