Seeing the hickeys all over her neck in the mirror, Evelyn so wished she could kill the man! This was not the first ti. Every ti they slept together, she had to spend a long ti trying to choose sothing to wear that would cover all the marks of love that Sheffield left on her. "Could you stop leaving these hickeys on , for heaven's sake?"
"Okay, from next ti," he replied briskly.
Evelyn rolled her eyes at him. n were deceptive. She didn't believe a word that ca out of his mouth!
Sheffield walked into the bathroom and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. He looked at the red marks on her neck through the mirror and whispered near her ear, "Evelyn, this is tempting, and you look gorgeous. Can we—"
Evelyn stepped on his foot once, and tried to get him once again.
"All right! Okay, forgive !" he laughed and buried his face in the nape of her neck, inhaling her scent.
His voice was alluring and in spite of her rough behavior, Evelyn was aroused as well. To hide her excitent, she yelled, "Get out now! I need to freshen up!"
"Okay, love! I'll heat the breakfast for you." He let go of her after placing a gentle kiss on her neck. Whistling casually, he walked out of the bathroom.
Evelyn shook her head with a sigh.
After breakfast, Evelyn changed her clothes. Sheffield was doing dishes in the kitchen. She asked, "Don't you have to go to work today?"
He looked back at her and answered, "Uh, no. I'm going to the research and developnt center."
"Are you free the day after tomorrow?"
"I am." It was her birthday. No matter how busy he was, he would spare so ti to celebrate the birthday of his beloved woman.
After so hesitation, Evelyn asked, "Are you afraid of being hit by my dad again?"
Sheffield threw the rag into the sink. With a smile, he approached the worried woman. "Are you worried that my future father-in-law will give a black eye again?"
Evelyn sighed, "I'm serious, Sheffield."
He flicked his tongue. "Of course, not. If the idea of being hit by Carlos Huo scared , then I wouldn't have pursued his precious daughter."
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hter and feigned anger. "Is this how you talk to your father? You should treat with more respect!"
Evelyn was amused by his reaction. She tore a chapter out of Sheffield's playbook, and took the initiative to surrender. She walked over to Carlos with a smile and wrapped her arms around his arm. "That was an of , Dad. I'm sorry. Please tell how the bidding is going."
Carlos' face softened a little, but he still feigned a hard tone. "Are you trying to appease by acting like a spoiled child? You should stay away from Terilynn. She's teaching you so bad habits," Carlos reproached her.
Evelyn loosened her grip on Carlos' arm and said in a stern voice, "Well, since you don't plan on telling anything, I'll make so phone calls and find out myself."
"Humph! Your attitude isn't helping gain any favors right now."
Resigned, Evelyn went on, "Dad, you won't tell anything about the bidding. What else do you want to do?"
'Why is he being so difficult?' It was obvious that her father was in a bad mood and wanted her to have a hard ti.
"You will give up after asking just once? Where is your patience?"
Evelyn felt helpless. "I have been trying to get it out of you since I ca in. And you are calling impatient. You're just being difficult." Carlos wasn't like this before. But ever since Sheffield's appearance, it had beco harder and harder for her to talk to him.
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