Trapped in Love

Lily immediately went to greet him. “Mr. Jordan, welcome back.”

Evan handed his coat to her. “Where is she?”

Lily replied, “Ms. Shenton just went upstairs. She didn’t eat much. It seems like she’s in a bad mood.”

Evan furrowed his brows. He hadn’t even asked her why she pushed Daniella, yet she was already in a sour mood.

Glancing at the nearly untouched dishes on the table, he ascended the stairs with a cold expression and knocked on the door without much emotion.

Shortly after, Caroline opened the door. Observing the cold man standing outside, she asked nonchalantly, “Mr. Jordan, is there something I can assist you with?”

Evan grew irritated at her distant demeanor. “Shouldn’t you provide me with an explanation?” he questioned.

Caroline kept her gaze lowered. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Evan narrowed his eyes. “Caroline, stop asking the obvious and testing my patience!”

However, Caroline chuckled. Suddenly, she lifted her head and stared directly at him. “Well, even if I had the courage to do so, would you believe me?”

Evan responded icily, “So, that’s why you refuse to explain? Caroline, she sprained her ankle because of you!”

Caroline struggled to contain her laughter.

He had already deemed her guilty from the very beginning, so what was the point of asking so many questions?

Caroline faked a smile. “You posed the question yourself. You just want me to confess that I pushed her, right? Well, there you have it. I’m such a wicked woman.”

other men? Didn’t he sympathize with his first love? Since he despised her so, he should just

her exuding confidence even after admitting her mistake only fueled his

grabbed her, pulling her into an unwelcome

A cry of pain escaped

him away but her futile attempts were met with an even tighter grip as he continued to trap her

she realized she was nothing more than an object for his amusement. Bitter tears streamed down her face as she resigned herself to endure his

grip. A mix of sorrow and turmoil filled his eyes as he saw the tears clinging to

but feel that

that fleeting thought quickly gave way to a surge of anger, evident in the

“Does it pain you so

with her head bowed and her feet rooted

stubbornness, he spun around and stormed away in

the sound of a car engine resonated from

looked out of the window in a

a substitute, but now she realized her limits—she refused to

*

of the private room at the Wild Sides club, two men

icy atmosphere, sitting in silence for a while.

“Evan, did you

shot him a cold glare. “Watch your

and shot a quick

nodded and spoke up, “Evan, why didn’t you bring your

you’re gonna miss the company of women for the next

widened eyes as he swiftly stood up, putting as much distance as possible between himself