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.”

relationships with other men? Didn’t he sympathize with

her exuding confidence even after admitting her mistake only fueled his

pulling her

lips upon hers, he kissed her aggressively and delivered a painful bite. A cry of pain escaped Caroline’s lips,

with an

moment, she realized she was nothing more than an object for his amusement. Bitter

feeling the wetness of her tears, he abruptly released his grip. A mix of sorrow and turmoil filled his eyes as he saw the tears clinging to her long eyelashes. His brows furrowing deeply with a

couldn’t help but feel that something was slipping through his

to a surge of anger, evident in the intensity of

a menacing tone as he bellowed, “Does it

bowed and her feet rooted to the

and stormed away in a fit of

a

of the window in a

she had been willing to be a substitute, but now she realized her limits—she refused to become a home

*

Wild

endured the stifling tension and icy atmosphere, sitting in silence for a while.

Price approached Evan and remarked, “Evan, did you once again find the wrong

a cold glare. “Watch

quick glance at Lucas Jensen,

up, “Evan, why didn’t you bring your

Evan’s face. “Mention her again, and you’re gonna miss the company of women

widened eyes as he swiftly stood up, putting as much distance as