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.”

having relationships with other men? Didn’t he sympathize with his first love? Since he

even after admitting her mistake only fueled

grabbed her, pulling

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

attempts were met with an even tighter grip as he continued to trap her in

an object for his amusement. Bitter tears streamed down her face as she

mix of sorrow and turmoil filled his eyes as he saw the tears clinging to her long eyelashes. His brows furrowing deeply with a blend of concern and

couldn’t help but feel that something was slipping

a surge of anger,

bellowed, “Does it

bowed and her feet rooted to

he spun around and stormed

long, the sound of a car

out of the window in a

had been willing to be a substitute, but now she realized her

*

inside the confines of the private room at the Wild Sides club, two men exchanged dismayed glances

for a while. Eventually,

did you once again

a cold glare. “Watch your

fell silent and shot a quick glance at

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

again, and you’re gonna

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