Evelyn’s hands were clenched into fists. Facing Caden Lockwood, she always felt guilty and didn’t dare to look at him.
But running away at this mont would be really embarrassing.
She could only stand awkwardly, feeling surrounded by the chill, even her breath turned rigid.
"Aren’t you going to make breakfast?" Caden Lockwood raised his voice. "Do you need to teach you step by step?"
"Oh!" Evelyn quickly ran to the kitchen, her heart pounding wildly.
Regret!
If I had known, I wouldn’t have co at this ti!
Why did I have to bump into him?
No, no!
I should just quit!
She must keep her distance from him!
Although she was very reluctant to lose a job with a monthly salary of over ten thousand, the thought of staying with her uncle and being taken advantage of at any ti, along with Cecilia Lynch’s warning, prompted her to leave as soon as possible.
Decision made, the smile on her lips gradually faded. Realizing this would be the last breakfast she made for her uncle, she put in extra effort.
When she brought the egg noodles to the dining table, Caden Lockwood had co out after a shower.
He wore a bathrobe, having shed the black suit, making him appear much softer. His hair was wet, still dripping.
Evelyn busied her eyes looking everywhere, not daring to let her gaze fall on Caden Lockwood.
This man, any casual movent he makes is so handso it makes one blush!
"What are you standing there for?" Caden Lockwood’s cold voice, "Aren’t you going to help dry my hair?"
"Huh?" Evelyn was startled, seeing Caden Lockwood’s stern gaze, she humd in displeasure. Reminding herself that this was her last day as his nanny, she simply walked over.
As if thinking it was the last day made her extra soft-hearted!
She even felt a sour, reluctant sensation.
With a stuffy feeling in her chest, she brushed aside those inappropriate thoughts, took the towel, and started drying his hair.
He sat eating noodles, and she cooperatively dried his hair. The two remained silent.
The sunlight silently stread in, warm and gentle.
Standing behind Caden Lockwood, Evelyn carefully helped tidy his hair, which she had ssed up.
Such an attractive guy, if he beca ugly because of her, that would really be a cri!
Suddenly, the force on his head beca gentle, and Caden Lockwood’s heart softened. His stomach, satisfied by the bowl of noodles, put down the chopsticks and held her hand.
Evelyn was startled, her whole body trembled, quickly pulling her hand back, stepping back several steps, her big eyes flashing with caution.
With a turn, a flash of disappointnt quickly passed through Caden Lockwood’s eyes. Facing Evelyn’s gaze, he said unhappily, "Are you afraid of ?"
"Uncle," Evelyn frowned, "can you stop casually touching a girl?"
Caden Lockwood’s eyes narrowed slightly, speaking coldly, "I don’t have this habit with others!"
"What?" Evelyn didn’t hear clearly.
"Go wash the dishes!" Caden Lockwood commanded harshly, "Always being lazy, not diligent at all!"
"I’m already very..." Taking a deep breath, Evelyn suppressed her anger to argue with him, softly saying, "Uncle, there’s sothing I need to tell you."
Caden Lockwood couldn’t help but feel curious.
When Evelyn ca, she was avoiding him, and now she had sothing to say?
He had a bad feeling.
"Speak." He sat on the sofa, leaning against the cushion, arms spread on the armchairs, his tone generous.
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