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.”

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

exuding confidence even after admitting her mistake only fueled his anger

her, pulling her

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

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

more than an object for his amusement. Bitter

his eyes as he saw the tears clinging to

couldn’t help but feel that something was slipping through

surge of anger,

menacing tone as he bellowed, “Does

with her head bowed and her feet rooted

around and

long, the sound of a car

of the window in

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

*

the private room at the Wild Sides club, two men exchanged dismayed glances as

in silence for a

Price approached Evan and remarked, “Evan, did

shot him a cold

and shot a quick glance

up, “Evan, why

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

eyes as he swiftly stood up,